One last discussion...

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LEADER'S POINT OF VIEW:

Hyza Pixdale-

This is of most embarrassing for me, the superior Elf! Here in my entire country where I rule completely over everything, even the airship where we leaders are currently sitting to discuss the recent activity, I look nervously up to everyone and clear my throat and state, standing up firmly-then slamming my hands on the table, "Excuse the rudeness of mine but I expect for everyone to break the silence and say something!" Everyone looks around and I turn to the direction to which I hear...laughter? Cythnar Telper, of course-who else would hiss and snicker like that in a time like this? This particular Salamander just gets on my- he turns over to my way and my ears prick up in confusion. Cythnar stands and announces, "Ok doll, you want to hear something new? Fine, then!" He points at me and I flinch stepping backwards, he continues, "How are you, leader of this country not able to stop the threat?!"

Speechless, embarrassed, angry, terrified-all these feelings wirling up inside towards one pity-full Salamander! I stop and get up changing the subject, "Oh...you wish to speak of pathetic?" I turn to face Calene Hildandi and point at her and add, "What about you Calene, you call yourself a superior Nymph and yet you ran away from our enemy while she went all mental inside?!" She stands up and objects to the statement and reveals, "Excuse me Hyza! I did not want to die, and plus a Nymph's first instinct when danger is near is to run and hide within mother nature!" I sit and fold my hands and mumble, "Yes, yes....."

Synestra Frida-

As annoying as this seems, I am considered one of the most "serious" leaders of the 8. I stand and vioice out my thoughts, "Listen all of you, as embarrasing as this seems we all were helpless when we actualy encountered the prisioner in front of us." I give an eye to Oxbaren and his wounds, his bandages covering his face and left eye. He sees what I am doing and turns away, staying silent I huff and continue my point, "As I was saying, no one is to blame-but of course the leader of Camp Demon Hunt." Everyone turns their gaze to me and Zutar Raysdan stands up and takes the lead from my last thought, "True, General Sentire never revealed the exact location in which Camp Demon Hunt is locate."

I look around at the quiet group, unsettling atmosphere. I add on, "We were never very fond with Elliot Sentire in the first place, ever since he was ranked to general in the last few years, does not give him the privilege to keep things from the rulers of all countries!" I quietly stare at Hyza in disgrace and shake my head. I sit in peace and allow the others to talk among one another. I think to myself, what might be the reason for this mysterious behavior from an Elf like him?

Enaldie Sanala-

I stand up to announce my conclusion of thought from all this talk about our recent events, "I believe I might have an answer for this unsettling mystery." I grab everyone's attention and with my wand I whirl it around and chant out a spell, "Sana o Sana room grow dark in everlasting pitchness!" The room grows black and Zutor questions, "What is the meaning of this?!" I shake my head and refer my words to calm him down, "Please, I must find the right words in this concentrating atmosphere. Elliot Sentire never was fond with any of us or our countries, I believe only barley for even his own, correct?"

Everyone nods their heads and the dark room in this air-ship settles the tone and attitude of my voice, "It may be possible that he didn't tell us anything else other than the fact that Camp Demon Hunt is somewhere in Eulalia. So what I am getting at, is that maybe Sentire was planning this raid from some of his Hunters, to cause destruction to the Airis building and territory. It might also seem that he knew what Lisanna Selverine is in fact a Demon, a creature in which we have been trying to avoid for the last 16 years!" I reset the lights back on and take a seat in silence as I see everyone arguing like immature children.

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