[i]It is the victors who write history, dear boy; not those who are cut asunder.[/i]

"Then I'll make sure I'm not included in the latter group, but I'll do it my way" Sho said in return. That pesky little princess was starting to get on his nerves. Why would anyone prefer fighting like a coward with no honor? Sho couldn't quite get his head around her beliefs but admittedly, those two swords where two of the finest, if not the finest, swords he had ever seen. Especially the one she called Durendal; Sho bet that those runes where what gave the sword its edge and although it seemed old, it was well maintained, a sign that she had some sort of special connection to it. "Your father's huh? Fallen from grace?" Sho couldn't understand what she meant by that but didn't ask further questions as he saw Maddox coming towards them.

"How generous of you to join us" Sho would have said but Maddox gave him that look, that look people give you when they think you did something wrong. "Ugh come on, its just a building...nothing that can't be repaired..." he muttered. "Newcomer? I'll have you know, I've been a part of this guild for three whole months! THREE! I'm no newcomer..." he started protesting but stopped when Minerva pulled out a small pouch that, by the sound of it, seemed to be full of money. "And she doesn't care not showing that she is a noble..." he thought and looked back at Maddox, continuing his rant from where he left off until he heard Master Jamie calling everyone to get inside the guild. He shot a glance at Maddox and proceeded to get inside the guild hall.