[b]Games Master Sheldon[/b]

Games Master Sheldon was speaking, [color=ec008c]"Well, what an exciting end to the first day! Let's take a look at the score board, shall we?

1st-Phoenix Wing A 14
2ndDragon Fang 14
3rd Phoenix Wing B 13
4th riders Blade 11
5th Iron Enigma 10
6th Pirate Lord 7
7th Frenzy Plant 6
8th Tough Love 0. Looks like Phoenix Wing is sticking to the top for now, but Dragon Fang is a cloe second, and Riders blade a close fourth!"[/color]

[b]Michael[/b]
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Michael  had no choice but to follow Zephyr as he dragged him by the arm, but he sputtered and blushed a violent purple colour as Zephyr spoke, and for a moment Zephyr was literally dragging Michael as the young boy struggled to gain his breath. [color=00a651]"I, no, I...no no no"[/color] he couldn't seem to get a full sentence out and he stumbled again, this time pulling on Zephyr's arm, grabbing on tight with both hands so he was practically hugging the Zephyr. 

Michael scrambled back, blushing even more violently, bumping into some of the crowd, and generally just making things worse for himself, as he kept stumbling into people, before finally just panicking and sitting down were he stood. 

Uriel formed at once, standing protectively over the panicking, blushing, sputtering and shaking boy. Uriel's wing's were spread around him, and Uriel looked around for the danger, but soon saw that it was just the generally social interaction that had sent Michael into this behavior. Uriel sighed softly, [color=fff79a]"He'll be okay. What happened?"[/color]

[b]Master Jamie[/b]

As the games drew to a close, Jamie looked to his guild, those that were still there. [color=f26522]"A wonderful start to the games, wouldn't you say? Keep on doing what you are doing, and we will win this!"[/color] She said, rising, and glancing to the score board. [color=f26522]"Well, We're doing good. We can finally prove we are fiores strongest guild!"[/color] Jamie rose, to leave