[hider=mentions][@Zarkun] [@Crimson Raven] [@T2wave] [@Hatakekuro] [@Lunarlord34] [@Burthstone] [@Silver Fox] [@CitrusArms] [@Demon Shinobi] [@LightningMaiden] [@Joshua Tamashii] [@Oblivion666] [@YipeeXD][/hider] As everything seemed to happen at once, Penny could feel her own strength waning. It had been a long, tiring day and she had expended more energy than she thought. Wearily, her body fell towards the ground slowly, and her knees gave way as she reached the ground. Panting slightly, she closed her eyes tightly, her weary body overcome with her emotions. She’d been holding them back, so long... so long... she could feel the tears start, stinging her eyes painfully. She bowed her head, knowing that she should check in the others. Jasmine... the girl had to be okay. And Ariel... Why Ariel had wanted to come to the island, Penny didn’t know. She still had to make things right with Ariel. She just didn’t have the energy to get up, to go find them... she didn’t know if her legs would hold her if she even tried to rise. The tears stinging her eyes slipped through her closed lids, and began to fall down her cheeks. “... Damien... “ From what she had seen, Zeref had been trying hard to kill him. Was he alive? Was he okay? Her heart beat fast, but even that wasn’t enough. It was just too much. Everything she had been through... the choice she had made... her breath came out raggered and she rocked forward slightly, placing her hands on the ground in front of her, as she sought her breath, sought some semblance of control. But at least it was over. At least Zeref was gone. Right than, that seemed to be all that mattered, they had won. It seemed impossible now that it had happened, but they had won... Finally she pushed herself to her feet, shaking slightly and for a moment it seemed she might just fall back down. Her gaze swept over everyone there, ignoring what must be the dragon slayers of old, not caring about them, as she sought those she loved. Sasha, standing strong and to Penny, the epitome of bravery. Of courage and goodness. Jasmine, for a brief moment she hardly recognised the girl. She had come so far... her gaze didn’t go much further, landing once more on Damien. She stumbled towards him, reaching up with one hand to brush at her eyes. “Damien.” [hr] Sasha reaches out towards Lazarus as the dragons began to change back to human form. Her gaze flicked to Patrick as the Dragon Slayers of old ask after their former guilds. What was she meant to say? How could she explain what had happened? Drawing a breath, this was her duty, her mission. She had to explain. “It’s been nearly a 100 years... you’ve been on this island for nearly a century, asleep.” She started, pausing as she tried to figure out the words. “Your guilds... What happened here, caused a... a hatred of magic. It’s only been the last few years that magic has began to be accepted again. We don’t know what happened to the guilds, but we do know that at least some of them escaped the island.” She said, hesitating another moment or two before continuing. “Some of us are descended from the guilds... and we came here to... to save you and defeat Zeref.” God, she wasn’t good at this. Telling them that those they loved and cared about were gone... “and... well, you know the rest.” She said, letting her ice armour fade away as the danger had passed. [hr] Mavis walked towards the old dragon slayers, a smile on her features, old grief etched on her face as she slowed. “Wendy... Gajeel... Natsu... “ her gaze lingered on them, as she reached out to take Wendy in her arms, giving the young- well, young appearing- girl a hug. “Thank you... “ She turned her gaze to the other dragon slayers. “Sting, rogue, cobra... you fought so well, for so long... you fought against that darkness... I wish it was a better ending for you all... “ She gave a heavy sigh, her gaze moving towards Patrick. “You don’t belong in this time, just as much as they don’t anymore.” She said, her voice heavy as she continued. “You, brave brave boy... you have served well... it’s time for the stream to be set right once more.” “I know. I knew it from the moment I was sent here. The man I knew as my father ensured I would know what to do.” An odd smile touched Patrick’s lips, “I’m oddly homesick, despite the disaster my time is. And it was... nice, meeting my biological parents.” “It’s always nice to know where one comes from. And you deserve a break. Perhaps... you can take them with you, give them a chance to save another time.” “If they wish it, than I shall do so.” Satisfied, Mavis turned towards Ferrin, her gaze flicking briefly to the white masked figure. “Ferrin... dear Ferrin... I’m sorry, for everything.” She said, a sad smile on her features.