Beatrix's eyes narrowed. "That's cute..." she remarked in regards to the threats she received. With a sigh, she shrugged her shoulders. "I suppose I myself can't prove anything on that one, but you seem suspiciously quick to dismiss the wanted poster. Says that guy destroyed his own town, nearly killing everyone in it. I personally find it hard to believe a normal mage would do that. But I guess that's just me."
She let go of one of the papers, letting it fall to the floor face-up. It had a picture of a young woman with red hair. "I'll stop wasting my time on people I don't care about," Beatrix said, before holding up the remaining paper for the three in front of her to see. It was a teenager with spiky red hair and red eyes, but the section of the wanted poster didn't have a name. "Recognize this face?"
For emphasis, she took a step forward and held it even closer to the others. "Or are you going to tell me that this murdering psychopath isn't in your guild either? Do you even screen your members when they join?" Her hand holding the top of the paper clenched tightly into a fist. "Because this guy hasn't just killed a few people. He massacred dozens. Maybe even a hundred. Including his own parents. He doesn't even need a weapon or his magic to kill. I've seen it with my own two eyes..."