Fiers moved his tongue around his mouth as it hung open, observing the mage's magic. He picked up his clothing and began redressing himself. "I appreciate the healing session but...I did come with orders." The words left a bad taste on his mouth. It was true though, as much as the city seemed beautiful and well..magical, he was still loyal to the city that raised him. "I'm afraid if you respond negatively to the city...they will simply send Destroyers your way and there won't be [i]any[/i] city to call your own."