Lazarus had been distant from everyone for quite some time now, even sasha. He had been sitting quietly up until this point. "Say... master. We can go all out right?" He paused, clenching his fists, rising from his chair. "Even if it is the magic council?" His fist now started to glow white, his face darkened with rage. He nodded. "In that case... nothing is going to stop us getting that book." He growled, cracking his knuckles. "We're all with you master. We wont stop fighting until every last bit of magic has left our bodies, and even then we wont give up." He grinned a little. " that's Phoenix wing, that's what we are."