[center][h3]Zenoram/Zero[/h3][/center]

Everything happened pretty fast. Still Zenoram wasn't afraid. Okay that was a lie. He was scared as hell. Luckily the mages around him handled it as he closed his eyes and clung to Karn. He was the exact opposite of Zero. It was likely he could have done something, but he wasn't a fighter. Zero felt the magic power, but didn't take over. There were plenty here to handle it. Thus, Zenoram remained. He smiled. [color=violet]"These people are pretty good."[/color] The young man said with a small smile. [color=violet]"I can see why someone might want to join a guild. When the people are like this."[/color] His eyes blinked often and he sighed in relief. That was a bit surprising. 

Still everyone seemed okay, though clearly angry. Except for Mithera. She was pretty groggy... Or... Well... Regardless. [color=violet]"Hi Mithera. When did you get here? I mean... Did you come all the way from the guild? I thought you were sleeping."[/color] He spoke calmly, even if his words were a little quick. 

[color=violet]"You know, I think I might want to stay after all."[/color] In this time he hadn't made a clear decision. But Zero had decided to let him choose and now he was. Zenoram wanted to stay. There were powerful people. Zero would love that. And there was kindness. People who cared about each other. People who cared about their beliefs. He had experienced it in these short few days and even now during this battle and through their actions and reactions. Yeah. He wanted to stay.