As the fight between Muko and Vega raged on, a looming figure appeared on the balcony, pushing his way through Glory and Lorn. He raised his right hand, extending his index and middle fingers, a look of annoyance behind his bespectacled eyes. A large, shimmering green Magic Seal appeared at the tip of his fingers, a bright light emanating across the Guild Hall.
Immediately, a wave of grey shot through the room, draining the color out of every surface, person, animal, anything in the room, except for Kukan himself. Sara immediately felt her joints stiffen and her body lock into place as it turned into the desolate shades of grey and black and white, monochrome. The only function in her body (other than breathing) that still worked was her eyes, which turned towards the angry-looking Guild Master.
"This," he began slowly, after a brief period of silent concentration, "is a family. We are a family. We don't fight in these sacred halls, built out of the foundations of respect and honor." His glare intensified on Muko and Vega. "You knuckleheads- all of you- should truly take time to reflect on the words and actions of our predecessors, of our peers, and try to exemplify their lives." With a wave of his hand, the spell was dissipated- the grey hues all vanished, replaced once again by color and life. Sara stretched her arms eagerly. Kukan didn't showcase his magic often, but when he did, it was bound to be intense.
Master Teki, with a wave of his hand, opened a dark green portal, from which a fountain of letters, stamped "MAGIC COUNCIL," flowed out from, like a river of paper. "These are the complaints we receive for our lack of behavior while out on missions. Constant denunciations, grievances, warnings, and more. How many times we've been threatened with disbandment is uncountable." Kukan, who realized the exorbitant amount of complaints had now flooded the Guild Hall floor knee-deep, quickly reversed the spell, the papers disappearing in a quick flash and a loud snap. "You guys know as well as I do that I could care less about the Magic Council, but the next time you go out on a job, at least consider the consequences your actions will have on your peers, your surroundings, and your Guild."
Turning with a quick motion and giving a curt nod to Lorn and Glory, he finished with a quick statement. "A few new jobs are now up, by the way, if you're not busy. Nothing too dangerous, but the people look like they need your help, and even through the shenanigans, help is what we do best as Mages. And plus, there's some nice Emeralds behind it, so I'd consider it if I were you." He quickly glanced over his shoulder at Muko and Vega. "I'll see you two in a bit."
And with those last words, he vanished back up to his office as quickly as he came.
Sara glanced at the request board from the bar stool, before turning to the person next to her, Damian. She never liked going on jobs alone, and she never really associated all too much with the moderately new Great Tree Arc mage outside of polite introductions, waves, and the occasional meeting at the hall and about the country. "Hey. Would you be up for a job together? I've never really worked with you before, so I see it as a fun opportunity." She smiled with that sweet-as-honey smile that she constantly had on. "What do ya say?"