We Want Out

For a few minutes, the square became the most peaceful of places, with the silence only being broken by the occasional sound of rock falling from one of the now destroyed building walls.

"The beasts of the Tamer. They never cease to surprise, don't they?" Asked an old man in light blue clothes who, along with another old man in similar yet grey-colored robes, had quietly appeared right in the middle of the square without being noticed.

For a long minute, the second man observed his surroundings in an attempt to evaluate those who had participated in the fight, then said, "We knew they would make use of their ancestor's blood in case of danger. I am just disappointed by their timing."

"What do you mean? Was it not appropriate?" Asked the man in light blue robes with confusion.