[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/h2][/center]

Damian nodded at Jarvis's warning about dark wizards on Hakobe. He'd heard as much and they'd gotten bolder since Hemlock had died. Any direct correlation to the events, however, was easily disprovin' or coincidental. Odds were they were slowly picking up before the events of two weeks prior and just kinda got worse in the last two weeks. [color=FireBrick]"Don't worry, between the two of us, we've got more firepower than any of those mages could throw at us."[/color]

Turning as Penny comes back, he nod and heads for the door to the guild hall. The games weren't for another two months and so odds were Phoenix Wing wouldn't see them again until that two months was up. He stops at the door and looks over everyone, watching them hustle and bustle and go about their business. [color=FireBrick][i]Two months to train and get ready for the single largest magic event in the recent history of Fiore. We'll win it, I'm almost certain of it.[/i][/color] Raising a hand in farewell, Damian heads out of the hall, off to train for the Grand Magic Games.