After the headmaster left, a cold chill began to fill the hallway and the lights began to flicker, and the window at the end of the hall is thrusted open. The wind begins to pick up as a soft female voice begins to fill the room,"Do you feel safe within these walls Lysander?"

A candle suddenly drops from it's holder, and it's flame begins to cause a small smoke as the curtains begin to twist within the wind,"Untouchable by anyone?"

The shutters begin to clatter as it continues,"I'm waiting."

Jinx stared up at the window from behind the iron rimmed gates. Her black hair tumbled around her shoulders as she stared up at the window. Her iris's were a pure white and her expression seemed reserved. If Lysander was the uptight prideful captain that the Legion spewed out like a new-selling product. He would come out to fight on even ground. She couldn't venture into the guild without the Oculus Headmaster knowing. She knew of his distaste for Phantom and wasn't willing to go up against a guild full of mercenaries. She was good, but not that good.

She commanded the ghost of a young woman, to use her words. Hopefully he would reciprocate and get his ass down here to die. If she was lucky. She brushed her fingers over the bars, a smile beginning to grow as she waited for him to take notice.