[color=00746b]"And you must be held accountable for your little mistake."[/color] Nolan was sitting on top of a pile of broken timber with one leg folded the other as he looked down upon the white haired boy with his stoic glare. His hand laid on the hilt of his sword casually, as if he really wasn't taking this boy an ounce seriously at all. This boy had one hell of an attitude; while no one was threatening him he in turn decided to threaten them and needlessly showed off his magic like it was a pissing contest. [color=00746b]"You're nothing more than a delusional brat that thinks that he can threaten a guild of wizards and walk away just because you happen to have some magic."[/color] 

The God Slayer leaped off the pile and landed on the ground, his feet didn't even make a single sound. [color=00746b]"Now come with us quietly and we can save some face. Threaten us again and we can't promise your safety. Be smart brat."[/color] He stated rather bluntly. Surely this kid wasn't stupid enough to think that he could fight all of these wizards, wizards that were notably of high rank and truthfully, only one of them was most likely needed to subdue the boy.