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

Jack turned to Jamie and went to follow him into his office when the voice spoke behind him. Turning around for a moment, his eyes harden when he sees the guild mark on her neck and she visibly cringes when the Wizard Saint turns his attention to her. [color=Turquoise]"Iron Enigma. A dark guild that likes to think they're not doing anything wrong because they're like a family. Forget the murders and the stolen objects, we're family like light guilds, right?"[/color] Stepping closer to the girl, he looks her in the eyes, which only makes her swallow hard and retreat from his presence.

[color=Turquoise]"You and your guild twist the concept and pervert it, but I'm not beyond reason. I'll give you a minute and a half to converse with Master Jamie and deliver your message. If you are not out of this guild hall at the end of that minute and a half,"[/color] one fist enveloped with black flames for emphasis, [color=Turquoise]"you won't like what happens next."[/color] She swallowed hard again and nodded, quickly approaching Master Jamie as Jack watched the clock. Dark Guilds, in his mind, were a risk that could trigger a repeat of the events of 100 years ago, and he wouldn't, couldn't, let that happen.