"Yeah, I was there. I'm not sure, I think that guy with the fire either got a little cocky or figured he'd take care of me when he was finished with the others. Gotta admit, that weird web of flames probably woulda killed me if I weren't a white magic guy." He shrugged a little. He really had gotten lucky last night, though. "I'm really not used to fighting other Wanderers...used to regular people." As a sigh escaped his lips, he looked away for a second, refocusing his thoughts. "Anyway, yeah, last night...basically, I got lucky. If they had all decided to fight, I wouldn't have stood a chance. Shows me to get big-headed, huh?"