[@HeartlessAngel]
[@Caits]
[h3][color=black][b]Earthland - Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/b]
Rutger Artz[/color][/h3]
"People are rotten by nature?" Rutger said in disbelief. "How are they rotten for judging you for your crimes? You're afraid of [i]being judged?[/i]" The traveler clenched a fist in sudden, hot anger.

"Are you not aware that "murder" is considered a crime for a [i]reason?[/i] Being judged? Of course you'll be judged! That's how society works, criminals are judged and punished for their crimes! To say that people are rotten because of that?! Aren't you just playing the victim, and refusing to take responsibility for what you've done!?"

As much as he normally held it back, in the rush of his fury he couldn't stop the black flames from sizzling on top of his clothes. They wouldn't burn him, the caster, and it was only a shimmer of power tight around his body, but the heat was palpable even from a distance.

"How many rotten people have you actually met in your lifetime!? Count them!" Rutger demanded. "There are more than 17 million people in Fiore alone, much less the entire world! Have you met every one of them?!"