The cold winds of Mt.Hakobe rustled Elijah's hair, as the guy made his way towards the guild hall of Basilisk Fang. A day like no other to most people, was a day of great change for Elijah. He had left the Rune Knights behind, his motives had changed. Motives changed, by his own father, an insane bastard, but still his father. For some reason Elijah had felt the need to listen to her and go on this suicide mission. There was no way he could take out Naziel, the guild master of Basilisk Fang.
His brothers had seemed thrilled at the idea. Indar had even given him encouragement, even though it was in the form of a punch, to the stomach, but at least it was something. Being the youngest wasn't always very nice. But anyway, he was now doing this, with the support of his family or well, mental support.
As Elijah arrived at the guild, he stood in front of a massive wall, the winds blowing against it, making a powerful noise. But he wasn't here to stare, he was on a mission, as he pushed open the doors to the guild and walked in.
The inside was as he had expected, filled with people, united under the same cause. All did look strong as well, guess the policy of only strong survive was very true in these parts of Fiore. Especially considering the weather, as Elijah looked like a snowman when he entered. But getting back on track, Elijah said quite loudly: ''Is master Naziel here, i need to speak to him in private?''
His brothers had seemed thrilled at the idea. Indar had even given him encouragement, even though it was in the form of a punch, to the stomach, but at least it was something. Being the youngest wasn't always very nice. But anyway, he was now doing this, with the support of his family or well, mental support.
As Elijah arrived at the guild, he stood in front of a massive wall, the winds blowing against it, making a powerful noise. But he wasn't here to stare, he was on a mission, as he pushed open the doors to the guild and walked in.
The inside was as he had expected, filled with people, united under the same cause. All did look strong as well, guess the policy of only strong survive was very true in these parts of Fiore. Especially considering the weather, as Elijah looked like a snowman when he entered. But getting back on track, Elijah said quite loudly: ''Is master Naziel here, i need to speak to him in private?''
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