(Xarces)<br/>His response was a collection of groans, screams of pain and horror, cries for help and rescue, along with a few who ignored whatever sustained injuries and fear they felt to try and get people to safety. One of the waiters in particular, thankfully in the storage room at the time of the explosion, ran to Xarces' side. "Are you okay, sir? Do you need anything? He asked frantically.<br/><br/>(Bright)<br/>As the dust settled and the paper fluttered down, people finally began to stir again. The Librarians were the first to leap to their feet, surrounded in a bright green glow, heaving bookshelves off of injured or crushed innocents and beginning to heal them. Jules was the next to be tended to, lifted out of the wreckage and propped against a wall by a man who resembled the ghostly figure he spoke with before. "Well...Any other questions?" He asked, trying to keep the atmosphere light in this dark moment.<br/><br/>(Nooguy)<br/>Gina waited a moment, holding Sasha there for a moment before standing again, holding Sasha close to her body. After a moment the two were surrounded by a bright green glow. "...How is this possible...They destroyed the Meeting Hall...There's no way Maximilian would have let this go by...or Jaas...What happened?" She muttered, clutching at Sasha as if seeking an emotional anchor from her. It wasn't a surprise, even for someone to represent a whole kingdom, Gina was still a young woman. To experience something like this on her first couple years shouldering this burden was more than she could handle right now.<br/><br/>(letsgowiththat)<br/>A silence would follow the explosion, an uneasiness interrupted by the occasional falling piece of rubble, or a cry for help of scream of pain. Garrick was left to himself, his only source of company the very man who caused this travesty. At least, at first, before the cart was hoisted off of him by the bartender elf. He seemed worse for wear, but he was on his feet, and soon got Garrick to his.<br/><br/>"...This is probably a bad time...But we kinda need your help..." He panted, bracing the two of them against a wall as he looked out to the plaza. The naga cook slid out, wiping at her forehead to block some of the blood from her eyes before stopping just before the white cloaked man.<br/><br/>"You're a really fucked up person, whitey...You killed innocent people and destroyed the symbol of their hope. And you're just gonna sit there and stare? What are you even waiting for?!" She shouted, catching fire from the waist down, radiating intense heat. The man stood motionless for a moment before lifting up his sword. The naga felt her breath catch in her throat, a cold shiver nearly dousing her flame. Glowing in the center of his hilt was sliver of the Onyx stone, soon joined by two more fragments. It glowed just a bit brighter.<br/><br/>"If you wish to live, stand aside. I have completed my task. It is not I who caused this to happen, it is the inability for you to have avoided the necessity of this event." He said softly, getting into a fighting stance, blade at the ready.