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Having the tables turned on him, Ace couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed though that was kind of a cheap shot. Grabbing Blitz's hand he pulls himself up.
"Well I'm off. I'll see you around Blitz." Ace says as he brushes some sand off his clothing. Taking off at a small jog he realizes that his head is still bleeding from the rock the material mage had shot at him. Reaching into his back pouch he pulls out a small bandage and places it over the wound.

-10 minutes later-
"Ace! Could you put that crate in the back" Mr. Denils calls out pointing to a as the two of them sort through the old man's somewhat messy toy shop.

"Sure thing Mr. Denils"

As Ace walked into the back room he placed the crate on a nearby table. As he goes to leave something catches his eye. It's an old photo taken in front of Golden Leo. In it several mages Ace can't recognize were all standing in front of the door with his grandpa who looked at least thirty years younger. As Ace moves towards it to look at it in further detail, Mr. Denils enters the back room.

"Ah, those we're the good old days. Not to say what you guys are doing now isn't as good. This was taken back when Guildmaster Lewick was in charge." He says walking up towards the gun mage.

"What was he like?"

"Almost the same as your Grandpa, stubborn, headstrong but loved the Guild with every fiber of his being. That's him there" He says pointing to a man who looks just as intimidating as Nevark. Wow, compared to the two of them Ace was an absolute shrimp, sure his grandpa never said anything about it but Ace could tell that he wanted a grandson who well.... stronger and tougher.

"Mr. Denils" Ace said with a slight pause.

"Do you think I could be the next guild master?"

"Of course you can. " He said, placing his hand on the boy's shoulder." Just try your hardest and I'm sure great things will happen for you."

Smiling Ace thanked the Old man who then told him stories from the older days of Golden Leo.