Fleo's dust covered smile was only met by Nolan's piercingly cold gaze, one that had a surprisingly more menace behind it than usual due to his recent burst of outrage, a rare sight to see.[color=00746b] "Tch fool, living for the sake of living is pointless. Would you say that to a man who has nothing to live for? Someone who's existence is completely devoid of meaning? That is a torturous hell that those who live through it suffer a slow death."[/color] Nolan closed his eyes and sighed, a wisp of ash came out of his mouth. "[color=00746b]To live for a purpose is to truly live. We strive to protect our comrades, motivated by our own personal goals and desires, endure pain and sacrifice just for the sole reason to give a reason why we exist. As soon as you lose that purpose then you lose sight of what is truly important and nothing is left for you except for death.[/color]

The God Slayer sat down on a pile of rubble from the destroyed tavern. [color=00746b]"I haven't been back in Magnolia for more than a half an hour and everything's gone to shit."[/color] He crossed his arms and took a long pipe out of pocket, stuffed tobacco, and then lit it up just so he could smoke it. Smoking a pipe was a habit he had picked up when he lived in the temple with the elders. He reflected on the Lightning God Slayer and how she used her magic. Oh those old men would probably be rolling in their graves if they knew that their precious magic that they've protected for so long was being misused. [color=00746b]"What the hell happened while I was gone?"[/color] He asked to no one in particular. He was surprisingly calm for being near a woman though that may had been because they were a comfortable distance from each other.