[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Phoenix Wing Hotel[/h2][/center]

Damian stood just inside the doorway to the hotel, having worn his plated leather armor again and the cloak he'd worn the first day of the games as well, though this one was different, a blue Phoenix Wing mark was on the back on a field of deep crimson. His thoughts were still on Belka and the evil bugs that were being contained somewhere in Fiore so that Belka didn't happen again, and the aftermath of the battle. He'd spoken with Guild Master Sanders briefly afterwords, offering his help any time they needed it, before heading back to the city. Nearby hung several cloaks with similar design but with slight color variations. Instead of the dragon's fang blade Durandal resting on his back, he wore the cutlasses he'd arrived at Phoenix Wing with, one slung across his back underneath the cloak and the other at his waist. When Master Jamie finished talking, he stepped forwards, indicating the cloaks. [color=FireBrick]"Today we should be as uniform as possible, even if we are all on different teams. How you wear the cloak isn't all that important. But I do ask that you wear one."[/color]

[center][h2]Jack Goran|Laughing Dragon Hotel[/h2][/center]
[center][@yipeeXD][@Oblivion666][/center]

Jack had gathered up his team and looked them over with a soft smile. Hunter, Ammy, and Jake were all ready to go, but Shujin and Zephyr were still eating. Still, it didn't stop him from speaking. [color=Turquoise]"Today is the final day of the Grand Magic Games and we're in a solid position to win this thing. It should, however, be noted that there won't be any other guild out there today that won't be seeking to win this. So go out there today, and show them what we can do."[/color]