Battle of Pollame

Those Chosen
The air is quiet; no birds chirp, no leaves whistle, no wind blows. Atrax allows himself to drift on the lake's water. He stares up blankly at the sky, dressed only in a pair of black swimming trunks. He lets out a sigh.

"Are you okay in there?" Masson asks from a nearby rock, large enough for him to sit on. His left elbow was resting against his knee and his head rested against his left hand, "You haven't said a word since you heard the news."

"I'm tired of all this...we know how everyone in the towns will react," Atrax responds to Masson. "They're going to blame all the Unorthodox for what happened in Gemma Rossa. It's the same damn thing as what happened to Foglia."

"But you heard what Master Ennoia said, we can now say with absolute certainty where they're gonna be next."

"Who gives a crap? It'll just be more repitition.  Everyone will just see us as the violent Unorthodox Mages."

"Eh lighten up, wouldja? Listen: They're gonna try to hit Pollame next, if we're lucky, Team Trilogia will be put on the job.  You said you wanted to give them a good beating."

"It doesn't matter to me who beats them anymore."

"Oh c'mon! You're so damn negative all the time that it's just depressing!"

"I am who I am..."

"Ugh..."

Atrax then got out of the lake and grabbed a towel he left over a tree branch. He then walked over to the guild building. Masson shrugged his shoulders, jumped off the rock, and followed.

"Which group will go, I wonder," said Lukos Delesis. He was a rather large man, with long brown hair and a beard. He wore a large light blue overcoat and matching pants. Lukos was also the leader of Team Minotaur.

"Master said the meeting would be held in a few minutes," said Liros.

"Heehee, I hope weee get to go!" said Aemia Kalais. She was a somewhat short and energetic girl with light blue and white hair. She was also, like Liros and Lukos, a Team Minotaur member.

As the time came closer and closer to that of the meeting, the commons area began to empty as more and more members moved to the meeting hall. There, Ennoia Phroneo stood at the front. Unlike the last time they held a meeting, the guild members were dead silent. They kept a quiet air due to their knowing that the meeting was being held in response to the disasters of Foglia and Gemma Rossa.