Ciskel sat in front of the FairyTail doors, they were still closed. He was early, but he couldn't wait at home any longer.

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Algon looked out of his window. He watched as his guild-members were packing up. By his calculations they'd be there hours before fairytail. Plenty of time to set a trap.
He smiled, things were going his way.

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Charlie sat on top of a pile of goods crammed into a wagon. He was sipping a cup of coffee and gazing around lazily. Soon they'd be in a violent clash with FairyTail. He couldn't wait.