[center][h2]Jack Goran|Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/h2][/center]

Jack's flames slowly moved down to just his fists, but his face still held a barely contained rage, though it was no longer at the girl trapped within the field of Jamie's negate magic and wind trap. It was towards the people who had made her think that the only thing to life was killing and had made her what she was. After Rose said her piece, addressing Master Jamie, he stepped forward, speaking so the whole guild could hear [color=Turquoise]"You are still young. You have many years ahead of you to learn other ways of thinking, other skills to learn, friends to make. There is so much to life you are denying yourself because you have this kill or be killed mentality."[/color] His black flames slowly die as he beckons to those surrounding her, despite many of them being on edge with the recent melee.

[color=Turquoise]"Jamie and I have spent our lives without a family and so when we created our guilds, we took into account that many in this world have lived similar lives. I myself couldn't abide by letting others live alone with no one to care for them or be concerned for them, to wonder if they were alive. Dragon Fang and Phoenix Wing alike are places where you don't have to be alone, or unhappy."[/color] He kept his eyes even with the girl his whole speech, looking for some hint that she might understand what he meant.

[center][h2]James Hunt|Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/h2][/center]

James kept his shield between him and the girl, not taking chances at getting stabbed or anything similar because he let his guard down, but with Master Jamie stepping in, he had a feeling the threat didn't exist as much, especially after she coughed up blood. He listened to the speeches and stepped forward, putting his hand in front of him. [color=Navy]"Healing Touch."[/color] A small golden light enveloped the wounded girl, and soon there was significantly less blood getting coughed up, though he wasn't able to heal all of the damage with out her leaving the magic negating zone. After doing his small service, he steps back and lets the others do the talking.