Sayto continued to sit where he had initially, he looked around at the houses which continued to burn around him, the crackling sound reminding him so very much of his own destructive powers. There hadn’t been anyone in these particular houses, he’d made sure that he’d targeted an area of abandoned houses or some that were for sale, in this case, they were abandoned, old, and frankly needed to be destroyed anyways. He thought briefly about his mother and father, would they have approved of his actions? It didn’t matter, he was doing this to test strength, perhaps if they’d had more they would still be alive to scold him.

His thoughts turned to the guild he was currently targeting, Fairy Tail. Legends told that Fairy tail used to be one of the strongest guilds in all of Fiore. However, this was not the same Fairy Tail that had existed well over a century ago. No this Fairy Tail was altogether different, different master, different members, they were trying to restore the name of days long past. If they were anything like the guild he’d read about, they would have no problem defeating him in combat, but if they weren’t, the tables may be turned against them. In any case, he was prepared to fight them.

He kept his ears attuned to the world around him during his thought process, listening for any signs of an approaching, very angry, guild. He didn’t falter though, his heart remained steadfast and determination filled his heart as he waited a breeze fluttered past him ruffling his cloak slightly and brushing his hair off to one side. He was stationed cross legged in the middle of the road watching the road that lead to the guild hall. He spoke softly to the members of Fairy Tail he knew must be on their way. “You’re coming to fight me aren’t you? Fairy Tail… And I bet you’re raging mad too… Well rest assured, I’m ready for you and whatever you’ve got to show me.” He said to the air as he sat in wait for the members he was sure were on their way.