[center][@Expolar][@hatakekuro] [b][h2][color=ed1c24]S[/color][color=f7941d]a[/color][color=fff200]y[/color][color=39b54a]a[/color][color=0072bc]t[/color][color=662d91]a[/color][color=ed145b]c[/color][color=ed1c24]h[/color][color=f7941d]i[/color] [color=ed1c24]N[/color][color=f7941d]i[/color][color=fff200]j[/color][color=39b54a]i[/color][color=0072bc]k[/color][color=662d91]o[/color][/h2][/b][/center] Nolan's response was to be expected to the Council woman as she continues looking upon him with royal eyes. Obviously after that event she wouldn't be exactly trusted... even though she meant "good" intentions. Then again, perhaps it was just a little too forced. She says nothing as the Ash God Slayer sucks up all of the nearby ash in the area. It wasn't until he sucked up all of the ash particles in the vicinity was when she replied [b]"Perhaps you should be thankful that I revived your strength,"[/b] she answers somewhat arrogantly, [b]"I could've left you to bleed out on this very battlefield if I wasn't so impressed by the magic power you wielded. Count yourself lucky."[/b] Her comment would be ignored as Nolan "instructs" her to find and bring Grane back to Crocus. Ah, she almost forgot about him within the midst of such the intense conflict. But she wouldn't react until Nolan finally left the area. Looking at the mountainside crater, she can barely see the outline of a battered Grane as he lied almost motionlessly in there. Saya would make several long leaps to his location, grabbing him up gently and putting him over her shoulder (like with Frye). Thankfully for her, she had an extra teleportation lacrima on her for such emergency situations. Using it, she and Grane disappeared from the volcanic crater and teleported back to the Council Headquarters. Finding a nearby bed, she gently places Grane on it, quickly injecting him with another white needle. It wasn't as strong since she used much of it's power when "reviving" Nolan, but tomorrow he should be better then before, being back in prime condition by the week's end. Sighing, she checks for a pulse, just to make sure he was actually alive. He can feel a weak pulse coming from within. Grane was alive, but badly drained of magical aura. He'll need plenty of rest. Patting his chest gently, Saya then takes her leaving, looking back one more time at him, before she heads off to get some rest... [center][i]The Next Day...[/i][/center] It isn't very often that after a heavy battle that a mage would wake up early from such a slumber. Today, that lucky candidate would go to Sayatachi. How she was able to wake up early is a mystery to her. But regardless, after preparing with her regular morning routine; stretching, taking a nice warm shower, and the like, she was ready to go back to the Arena for the final part of the GMG. About time too. While she didn't mind the games at all, not having to participate and the fact that all a Council woman does is simply stand around is just boring. Though the fight yesterday was rather... refreshing to say the least. But before she goes straight there, she visits the local cafe and charges herself up with some badly needed caffeine. But that wasn't the only thing. She takes out a portal communication lacrima as it glows to reveal who she was talking on the other side. She wouldn't be going alone this time. Alerting whoever was there to come to the arena, she deactivates the lacrima and heads for the GMG. She steps through the entrance and looks upon the arena from a railing. The final day of the games have just begun... [hr] [center][@Cherrywitch] [h2][b][color=f49ac2]Marlene[/color][/b][/h2][/center] It would be a very, VERY long and tiring trip for Marlene to walk back five miles to the Arena, but thankfully she was able to call a magical coach to take her back, saving her legs and body from an already imposing trip that laid ahead of her. She was still looking back on what Damian mentioned about such a "war" coming about, still quite confused on what it would be. Regardless, she simply takes that to herself as the coach stops at the nearest coach-stop towards the arena, only a mile away. The crowds were awfully large according to the driver, and he couldn't drop by with as many people unless she wanted to wait several hours for them to die down. [b][color=f49ac2]"It's fine, thank you."[/color][/b] Marlene responds as she drops down to the cobblestone pathway, [b][color=f49ac2]"I actually wanted to be dropped off a little farther out just to sight-see for a bit."[/color][/b] With a nod, the driver smiles and drives off, leaving the Crystal-Maiden to begin walking down the street. She didn't have too much money on her, only 25 jewels at her disposal, but would be enough to probably grab something to eat. All that exercise really made her hungry. She observes the random shops she came across, staying at a jewelry shop for just a "little" longer for obvious reasons. Too bad she didn't have enough to purchase that one pearl neckless. Eventually Marlene approached the Food District, already seeing Food-Coaches lining up at the middle of the road. But as she tries to pick out a spot to eat, she suddenly finds an Ice Cream shop. She wasn't going to actually get a cone just yet, but she might as well see what there is first before deciding on what to do. As she eyed the many choices that the shop had, some being rather exotic, she didn't notice at first a little girl stopping right next to her on her left. It wasn't until Marlene heard her monotone voice of [i]"...That's Depressing..."[/i], where she finally looked down to her right. The little girl looked pretty cute, with her big eyes and valiant snow-white hair style. She seemed to be disappointed in something. And Marlene thinks she knows exactly why [color=f49ac2][b]"Hey, little one."[/b][/color] Marlene responds softly to the girl, [color=f49ac2][b]"What seems to be the matter? Not enough jewels for a small ice cream?"[/b][/color] [hr] [center] [h2][b][color=fff200]Samir Saron[/color][/b][/h2][/center] Samir woke up just 10 minutes after Marlene left to train with Damian. Nothing much happened in her morning other than her daily routines as she makes her way to the arena to watch the final day of the GMG. She begins wondering on which guild will go home with the grand trophy. Oh how she wished she could participate. If it only wasn't due to the major job she had... Regardless it didn't matter. It's going to be pretty intense game today, that she knew for sure.