The room was near silent following the declaration of the inns intruders save for the constant crackling of the fires started by Natsu despite the absolute confidence that the Saber Tooth mages had in their own strengt they couldn't help but falter even the slightest amount in response to the fierce look shared by Natsu and Nightingale
The former was akin to a raging dragon that was ready to unleash a torrent of destructive flames upon his enemies while the latter currently lacked any resemblance to the 'angel' that her patients would often regard her as with her black coat flapping in the wind behind her it gave Nightingale the appearance of a winged demon
Sting was unable to suppress the tremor of excitement and nervousness that struck him from the presence that Natsu was currently exuding
This is what he was waiting for the presence of a true dragon achallenge worthy of his power so that he might prove himself as being the strongest
"Natsu"sting mutterd quietly remarked in awe
It was nearly the ideal situation for the student of Weisslogia to initiate a battle with the son of Igneel
The pinkette stood across from Sting and was determined to put up a fight for whatever perceived slight had offended him
Natsu wouldn't back down from this conflict, and Sting was trembling in anticipation at the prospect of being able to fight him
Yet it was Natsu's companion that threw a wrench into the works
Sting wasn't aware of who the woman was personally but he was quick to spot the emblem sewn on the side of one of her hip pouches
And it was the emblem that marked her as a member of Chaldea who was currently at the top of the games leaderboard much to his own guilds ire
The clenching of Ziemma's fist was enough of a tell that the large man had noticed that little detail as well which meant that it was unlikely that Sting would be given the opportunity for a one on one fight
For the master this was now personal
"You brats have some nerve to come here"Ziemma said in a low growl
"For your own sake I hope you understand what your attack against my guild means"Ziemma growled
Neither attackers looked even slightly shaken at the mans threat in fact they had begun to slowly stride towards Ziemma
"Anyone who doesn't think of a guild member as a friend doesn't get any respect from me!" Natsu growled in response
"That makes you the worst trash there is!"Natsu shout in anger
"The cancer must be removed before it has the opportunity to spread to the rest of the patient"Nightingale said with a tone as frigid as the arctic north
"I must amputate the head in order to save the body"Nightingale said codly
Ziemma scoffed
"I have no idea what you are talking about but I can see that you two have no intention of backing down."Ziemma said
The two became further incensed at that remark
"You don't know what I'm talking about!"Natsu shout as flames erupted behind him
Making a brief gesture to his guild behind him Ziemma was quickly flanked by two of his underlings
"Dorvengal and Giriki deal with these trash"Ziemma shout
The first to step forward was a man who was dressed similarly to a shinobi with Roman numerals tattooed on his fingers
The second man resembled an eastern monk, with his head shaved, wearing traditional robes, and armed with a staff.
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Rise Of The Wrought Iron King
Fanfiction(this is a fate fan fic) Shirou emiya the master of the Saber class servant from the fifth holy grail war and the winner of the holy grail usually the winner will be granted a wish from the cup yet he dismantle the grail because the cup was corrupte...