Lazarus nodded, taking the lacrima. "You really are a genius with these things Jarvis." He smiled and nudged him. "We'll need our strength the defend the book if anyone is waiting for us when we get back too, nice thinking." The device looks small, but he was certain Jarvis wouldn't let them down. He grabbed a hold of Sasha. "Are you ready?" He looked her in the eyes and smiled. He activated the Lacrima, nodding at Jarvis. "Inform the master if you will. Good luck Jarvis." And with that, they disappeared. Teleportation was weird, ad Lazarus never liked it much. They reappeared inside the guild house. Letting Sasha go, he looked around in shock. "What... the fuck...?" The Guild was wrecked. His view spiraled to the main door, where Joshua and Amelia were standing. His eyebrows furrowed and he glared at them both, mainly the young man. His fist filled with white energy. "Did you do this?!" He gestured around the the destroyed tables and chairs. "Sasha. Hide it. Just in case." He turned back to the two. "They don't look like theyre from the council. Probably fans, or vandals." He glared some more, fists still glowing. Any wizards would know who Lazarus and Sasha were. They were famous wizards who had made it after all. "Well answer me?! Are you responsible for all this?!" He boomed scarily.