Lazarus 
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Thinking back to it. He did sound like himself. It was different though. His attacker may have used his voice and body, but that wasn't the kind of man he was. His head started burning, searing in pain. He clutched his forehead, in intense pain. It was as if someone was branding his mind with a searing hot poker. He was yelled, wishing for it to stop. He saw a flash, before it stopped. 

[i]"Please Lazarus, have mercy!" screamed the priests. They cowered in a huddle in the center of the room.

Lazarus grinned and brought his hand up, almost like an execution order. "Die." The priests all screamed, before they were obliterated by dark magic.[/i]

Lazarus sat up straight, in a panic. He remembered the terrible person he once was. "Oh no." He gasped. All his memories before joining Phoenix wing, they were blurred out by that woman. But it seemed his attacker had access to everything he had learned up to that point. "Sasha. We have to stop that man. Everyone's lives are in danger." Nobody knew the kind of magic that Lazarus used in his past, because they didn't live to tell the tale. Lazarus had found information in a book. It was a curse which could summon Zeref. He withheld this from Sasha for the time being. "It would be dangerous to do anything right now though... We have to be patient." True, he did know the curse, but it took a tremendous amount of power to perform. It would take several S class wizards to accumulate that kind of power, not to mention the time to prepare it. "We should wait to see what he does during the games." He finished, waiting to hear Sasha's input.