Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or any of its characters; they belong to the one and only Hiro Mashima.

I do own the idea for the fic though.

AN: *chuckles* Got your heads into thinking, huh? I can see most of you are wondering where this is all headed and what the answers will be. *grins* Believe me, you won't be disappointed. And no, the answers won't come as easily as you would love them to. There has to be some more intrigue before that, don't you agree?

Onto the story…

Stargazer.

North of Magnolia…

"H-hey, isn't that…?"

"Y-yeah… it's her…"

"A-and that's… h-him…? R-right…?" Lucy asked for confirmation, holding the neat piece of paper in her hands with her eyes looking at it as if it was an illusion of sorts. She could definitely see and discern that the place behind the people standing in the picture was Fairy Tail, the exact same building they saw earlier that day, but the people standing there, those who were familiar to them, were older.

Definitely older than what they were now.

"W-we should tell her." Gray mumbled after a moment of silence, his mind a mess but still clear enough to tell him what he should do in such a situation. "She doesn't know and that moron probably didn't tell her on purpose."

"Huh? But why?" Natsu wondered to himself, crouching next to the blond to take a better look. He could definitely see that the people were the friends he knows and that the third one on the woman's arms was the same guy to which the picture belonged to, only that younger, way younger than now. "Why'd he hide this?"

"T-that's a good question." The blonde murmured, finally getting out of the shock and thinking of the situation a bit more slowly and calm. If the man didn't say anything and kept on dodging the truth, there must be a reason for it. She saved the picture back in the duffel bag, much to the boys' confusion and started for the guild. "Take his bag, we'll wait for them in the guild."

"Uh?" The Ice wizard mouthed, taking the bag with one hand and following the blonde's steps with the Dragon Slayer trailing a few steps behind. "Aren't we going to stop their fight?"

"Nope, I'm sure Erza will handle it without problems." She answered lowly, eyeing the place where the fight was currently happening. She could see some clouds of dust and feel the bursts of magic, but they didn't worry her.

"Erza is Erza after all." Natsu resumed for her, grinning confidently with his hands joined behind his head. "If that guy thinks he will win against her, he's in for a surprise!"

Gray snorted with light amusement, shaking his head and adjusting the weight of the bag he was carrying.

West of Magnolia…

'She's going all out.' Jonah thought for a second, side-stepping a trinity of swords to his left and using his orbs to follow them and destroy them. He couldn't allow her to use any more weapons against him, the last time he did almost cost him his legs. He narrowed his eyes at her form in the distance, rushing to his position and prepared the remainder of his orbs for the defense. 'She made me spend seven of them in quick succession…' She dashed at the last meter, lunging from below and slashing at his arms. He moved them away and let the swords pass, using Meteor to gain distance as he continued to think. 'I won't last long if I don't find a way to counter her.'

'He's been dodging this entire time.' Erza was on the same condition, trying to figure out her opponent for a way to end the fight at the same time she kept him cornered. When she saw him getting away at great speed, she made her swords stop him, forcing him to use his spheres to block them and remain still for a second. She took the chance and crept from behind, kicking his back and throwing him off-balance. "I got you!"

"K-kgh…!? T-that's what you think!" He yelled after a grunt of pain, looking over his shoulder at the woman and then at the single orb that didn't join his defensive maneuvers. The woman's eyes widened in surprise but she did not lose her focus, the orb approached her the second the man willed it to attack and she was already sending a sword its way, seeing the magic explode when the weapon reached its core. The man took the cloud of smoke in the between them as an opportunity to escape and he managed to do so, halting his movement some meters to the right, staring at the cloud of smoke in search of any kinds of movement. 'Did that do it?'

"Requip!" A flash of light broke through the black smoke and from it came Erza in a new armor, holding one sword this time and slashing at the young man with such speed that he actually thought he would lose now. "Stop running away!" A black armor with bat wings; his memory was not in good condition at the moment so he couldn't remember what the armor could do. He only knew that it was lethal, as many other armors in the knight's repertoire. He summoned a sword to his hand and tried to block the slash, his eyes widening and his mouth opening in pain when the woman's sword shattered his and slice all the way to his chest. "It's over!"

Making her point clear, she took the slim crack in his focus and slashed again, breaking the remaining parts of his chest plate and twirling around to deal a strong kick to his mid-section from below, sending him skyrocketing several meters from the ground. The red-head followed him quickly, swatting her armor's wings to gain speed and preparing her sword to attack with both hands at his back from above, effectively doing so and staying on the skies to watch the man fall to the ground with no golden glow around him.

'T-that hurt… a lot…' Jonah thought idly, letting the wind refresh his face as he fell. The slashes to his chest and back certainly hurt, more than the wounds he got the night before by his mysterious visitor, but it wasn't enough to force him into staying down or unconsciousness. No. He had to win, make sure she never got an answer from him about who he really was. He frowned while his mind reactivated his magic and stopped him from breaking his head against the dirt, hovering and turning around in the air to look at the woman that remained in the skies. "That was impressive…"

Erza remained quiet and let him continue, doing so in hopes of hearing something that could lead to an answer about his persona, a small slip from his words that could give clues to her musings.

"I've been pushed to these limits many times before… but never this quickly." He said, adjusting his posture in the air and calling off Meteor to stand on his own two feet. He narrowed his eyes at her and sighed while closing them, now a different light engulfing him, changing his broken armor to a new one, exactly the same as the one he was wearing but in better shape. "I have to admit… you truly are as strong as dad said." He summoned a pair of strange rapiers to his hands, clutching their handles strongly and channeling his magic through them. "I think this is the best time to use them."

'Use them…?' She asked in her mind, seeing the strange rapiers having no cutting edge or guard close to the grip, just a cylindrical body with no sharp point either. She narrowed her eyes when she felt his magic moving to the weapons, the cylindrical bodies glowing after a moment and taking the energy of the new guy to show which their true edge was. Her eyes widened in disbelief. 'Magic-enhanced weapons…!? Those are rare in Fiore… I don't think there're many in the world even.'

"Be careful," he called her attention from the weapons to his form, showing her he was getting ready to strike and continue from where they left off. "I cannot control these weapons completely."

He spread his legs apart and lowered himself mid-way to bounce off the ground with great force, activating Meteor again to quicken his ascension and catch the woman off-guard. He slashed with his left and saw her block his new blade with ease, her eyes glaring at him for the quick strike before widening in surprise at the sight of her sword. The metal was being eaten away with each second it remained close to the man's rapier. Her expression faltered even more when she noticed his other blade was free and was currently heading to her shoulder. She left the first sword to her left hand and summoned another to block the second strike, seeing that the same effect occurring to it.

"Those are not weapons you usually see around this place." Erza muttered through gritted teeth, knowing she couldn't dwell too much in talking when her blades were close to be cut in half along with her neck. She tried to push the man off of her and found him staying still and solid in his space of air, staring at her through the thin line of his helmet. "Where did you get them?"

"It was a gift from my dad, when I finished training with swords." Jonah revealed emotionlessly, breaking the stand still and moving to float a few feet away from her. He slashed the air with the magic-enhanced swords and sighed, shaking his head at something in his mind. "They might look like normal blades but they are more like chainsaws," he raised one and pointed it at the center of her chest. "They make my magic rotate at incredible speeds in the blade sending small pulses that either disrupts the spells sent in my way or cut through anything they fell upon."

'That explains their golden glow.' The scarlet-haired knight checked, seeing that there were indeed small almost unnoticeable pulses taking place along the height of the blade. 'And what they did to my swords.' She eyed her own swords through the corner of her eyes and clicked her tongue at the small chips of steel missing from them. Her attention returned to the wizard. "Why would you need such weapons? They clearly are more suited for killing than for fighting."

"Because… as you imply, I always had more of a need to eliminate my enemies rather than letting them walk out of a fight." He let the sword return to his side and lowered his head, reminiscing about the many times he had to take a life in order to live another day. He inhaled a good amount of air and exhaled it slowly through his mouth. "Anyway, I would rather not talk about it."

"You will have to after this fight is over." Erza reminded him, entering a stance with her swords and getting ready for a new offensive. She was now more curious about what he was hiding from them.

"Hah, we'll see about that." Jonah responded with confidence, shrugging off the memories of his life to engage in battle with the woman. He was having a good time with this, even if he was on the losing side so far.

He leaped forward and slashed to the right, his sword being parried by hers and receiving a strong hit to the top of his helmet by her free sword's butt. She moved again and flew over him with her body spinning quickly, one leg extending and smacking him on the back to send him falling to the ground with her wings helping her to follow without missing a beat. He turned around in mid-air and pointed three fingers at her, keeping hold of his sword in the process and firing three beams of Heavenly Body magic that she swatted away with no difficulties.

He twisted again and changed directions when he saw the ground close to his face, flying off into the forest with the woman following his every move. She couldn't let him hide as he did before, that would make the fight longer and allow him to recuperate from his earlier wounds. He speeded up and rounded a tree, now moving straight towards her with both swords held backwards in front of him. The knight was surprised of the action but didn't stop, if anything, she increased her own pace and brought her swords to meet his.

The clash that happened when their swords connected sent a gust of wind and dust across the forest, even forcing several trees to lean back while the closer ones were almost uprooted from their positions. A medium sized crater formed under them as they hacked and slashed at each other, parrying or blocking the strikes at the same time and keeping on with the display of swordsmanship without losing an inch of breath.

Fairy Tail…

"They've been at it for an hour now," Laxus commented to his grandfather, stepping into the balcony that gave sight to the front of the guild and the forest in the distance. He eyed the place where the pulses of magic could be felt and grunted when he saw a large cloud of dust emerging from the dense mass of trees. "Shouldn't you stop them, gramps?"

"No, not yet." Makarov answered simply from his sitting position on the railing, seeing his grandson lean on it to his side and staring at the same thing as him. He sighed and brought his mug of beer to his lips, taking a quick sip before resuming his vigilance. "Whoever that kid is, he has strength enough to stand up against Erza."

"Oh? Really now? Hmph, that's something rare these days." The blond man mocked lightly, chuckling in amusement when he felt another pulse from the forest. He returned his attention to the fight and smirked. "I gotta admit I'm surprised he managed to survive the hour, especially now that she's getting angry."

"You noticed it too?" The old man laughed, grinning brightly despite the constant pulses. "Magic is a strange thing, it even let us know the mood of people." He saw a golden dot erupt from the forest and fire off seven beams of the same color towards a small black dot that was following it. All of the beams shattered when they got too close to the black dot, seemingly disappearing on contact and urging the golden dot to head back to the ground with the black dot hot on its tail. "She's truly determined to win this fight."

"Poor brat, if she loses the last of her patience, he's done." The leader of the Thunder God Tribe chuckled again, staring into the distance with his smirk still present.

Inside the guild, several of the skilled mages could feel the pulses as well, doing their best to ignore them despite the increasing quantity of them and how each one felt stronger than the last. It was nothing new for them to feel their strict knight's power going rampant on someone, but it sure was new for them to feel for that long of a time.

"Okay, this is ridiculous." Gray groaned exasperated with the long fight that has been taking place in the forests of the west. They returned to the guild fifteen minutes ago thinking that their friend would end it completely in a matter of minutes and now, they weren't so sure about it. "Jeez, why cannot she beat the heck out of him and return?"

"You know why, Gray," Lucy reminded him with little attention, reading a book she had in her purse and got from her friend Levy, who was sitting next to her and reading with her. "He's as good as her, of course he will not fall so easily."

"Man, I cannot wait for their fight to end… and I get a chance to fight the new guy!" Natsu yelled from his spot, grinning widely at every pulse he felt and the strength behind each one. If the guy was as strong as the woman, fighting him would surely be something exciting. "Right, Happy?"

"If he's like Erza he'll beat you in one hit, Natsu." The cat mumbled nonchalantly, stuffing his mouth with a fish given by Mira when they returned.

"Whaaaaaaat? Happy! You're supposed to be on my side!"

"They've been fighting for quite a while now, huh?" Levy commented absentmindedly, too enthralled in the new book she got and was currently reading. The pulses did nothing to distract her from her hobby. "The new guy is pretty strong."

"Aye, he is." 'And you don't know why that is~.' The blonde answered, excellently holding back the urge to grin and brag about their recent discovery in the forest. She took a peek to the stairs and saw Mira heading with a tray to the second floor, a jar of beer and a neatly folded letter on top of it.

The white-haired barmaid got to the second floor and headed to the first door she saw, opening it and entering the Master's office with her legs taking her to the window leading to the balcony. There she found the old man and his grandson, both staring intently at the fight occurring in the outskirts of the town.

"Oh Mira! Just in time!" Makarov greeted boisterously, grinning to the white-haired wizard and pointing at the fight in the distance. "Look, the best part is about to start!"

"Hmmm?" Mira chuckled lightly at the man's enthusiasm and set down the tray on the railing, standing to the old man's free side, since the other was taken by Laxus and staring off into the skies, seeing a golden dot floating high and being surrounded by many other glows. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. "Oh my."

"Oi, he's going too far." The blond man complained, feeling the rise in magic power and seeing the mass of clouds in the sky gathering around the point of power in reaction to whatever thing the new member of the guild would dish out to their seasoned S-class wizard. "This got serious."

He stepped on the railing and turned into lightning, heading out at top speed to stop whatever insanity was about to occur.

West of Magnolia…

"You're not making this easier!" Jonah yelled in irritation, dodging several slashes to his head and parrying the stabs to his chest. He jumped back and fired a beam to slow the woman down; seeing his attack being swatted like nothing by her as she pushed forward and resumed her offense on him. "Hey!"

"It's not supposed to be easy!" Erza answered in kind, slashing at his head and then his right arm, finding both of her blades stopped by the young man and pushed aside for him to run away from her. She gave chase without losing a second. "Come back here, Jonah!"

'Dammit, if she continues like this… that will happen.' The man thought in panic, twisting to see behind him as he continued to fly away and fire more beams at his pursuer, all of his attacks being slashed aside with ease. He clenched his teeth in discontent, not believing his strikes to be so weak that they could be taken down this easily. "Stop moving! I cannot land a decent shot if you keep on swatting my beams!"

"That's the plan, idiot!" The red-head rushed the distance between them and slashed again, seeing him stop and gain a foothold on the ground to block her swords better. The clash sent another shockwave through the forest. "Stop running and fight!"

"This is how I fight!" The man yelled back, growling in annoyance and holding back her swords. She wasn't scared of what his magic-enhanced blades could do, from what he saw, and if he ever got close to completely breaking her defenses, she would just change her weapons and lung at him again. "You're getting on my nerves!"

He pushed her off of him and took off to the skies, switching one of his swords for a gun and turning around to see what the woman was doing. She followed him, unsurprisingly, and she was picking up speed with every second he delayed. He shot seven beams at her, making them move haphazardly to confuse her, but saw, with much dismay, that she just swatted them again like mere flies.

'God! I cannot fight like this!' He protested internally, dodging her next strike and heading back to the forest for cover. She followed him and this time, she threw one of her blades at him, commanding it with her telekinesis to make it follow him despite the many turns and twists he pulled. 'She's far more challenging than I thought!'

He fired beams at it, the projectiles barely doing something to stop the blade, and he growled, stopping and letting the sword pass over his shoulder. The weapon twirled around, redirecting itself to its target and resuming its task, only to be split in half by one of the man's rapiers. Jonah made sure the blade was out of commission before coming back to face the woman, parrying a slash of her blade and stabbing at her side soon after. Sparks flew around whenever their swords met. He dodged another slash and brought a knee forward, slamming it against the woman's mid-section and bringing a hand down to punch her in the face.

Erza held back the grunt that wanted to come at the strength of the punch and glared at the armored mage, taking hold of his offending arm and swinging him with all her strength to the skies with a several swords following him. The blades cutting through him like paper and returning to their master while Jonah repositioned himself and flew higher into the sky. He glared at the mage on the ground and made several spheres of Heavenly Magic appear around him and surround him in an elliptic belt to his waist height. He got tired of fighting.

"I'm out of options!" Jonah yelled with some regret and scorn, his pride kicking in and blinding him to reason. "You brought this upon yourself!" He spread his arms to the sides, returning his weapons to his pocket dimension, and made the spheres rotate around him, later swinging his arms down with one more sphere forming close to the palms of his hands. He closed his eyes and focused. 'Remember the training, find your temple… breathe in… breathe out…'

'W-what is this strange pressure I'm feeling?' Erza thought hurriedly, feeling the new guy's spell creating a crushing force over the forest that got her to her knees. She raised her head slowly, fighting back the pressure to land her eyes on what the new guy was doing. This was something she never saw, but it certainly felt like something she witnessed once in the time. 'I-It's like Abyss Break…!'

'And prepare for what is to come…' "In days of yore, there were only men and the sky, judgment was passed by the stars and their subjects," he opened his eyes and saw the orbs around him connecting through thin lines with the one close to his hands, their spinning growing faster. "Repent, for the end is nigh, and tremble under the might of-!"

"Okay, brat, time to stop this shit!" Laxus roared from out of nowhere, shifting the guy's attention to him and catching him off-guard with his sudden appearance, and stopping him from finishing his sentence with a strong lightning bolt straight to his chest. The spheres of Heavenly Body magic imploding and vanishing when their caster lost his focus. "Shut up and stay down!"

'W-what…?' Jonah thought with his mind in shambles, trying to register what happened but failing to do so due to the constant pain coursing through his entire body and nerves. He tried to see what hit him but he only got a blurry image of someone floating in the sky. 'W-who…?' He couldn't make up any images; he could only feel himself falling from where he previously was. 'W-why…?'

The last he saw was darkness.

And the last he felt was a warm hold from behind.

At night…

"You went a bit too far, Laxus." Makarov scolded lightly, inspecting the state of the blue-haired guy that was being tended by Mira and Lisanna, both girls doing their best to wash out the wounds the young man got from Erza before shifting their attention to the burn at the centermost of his chest. "You only had to stop his spell."

"Be thankful I did something, old man." The blond man countered, crossing his arms and looking at the badly injured brat he electrocuted a few hours ago. He got a bit carried away, yes, but most of the guy's wounds were for the knight to blame.

"You alright, Erza?" Lucy asked to her friend, seeing her sitting at the side of the next bed and inspecting how the treatment of the new guy went. Natsu and Gray were downstairs, fortunately, since Master knew they would be more of a nuisance that of help in the infirmary.

"Yes, Lucy, I'm fine." Erza replied dryly, keeping her gaze set on the young man's face and how he was handled during the healing. She herself was covered in bandages too, but not as many as the guy she fought a few hours ago. Her eyes narrowed when she remembered the strange pressure and spell he tried to use back then. 'It felt as powerful as Abyss Break… but it was a Heavenly Body magic spell… and his words…' Her eyes were close to turning into slits because of the narrowing. 'Where did he learn such a thing?'

"Okay, we're done." Lisanna heaved out a tired sigh and wiped the sweat from her forehead, looking at the blue-haired man on the bed with a frowning face. "Jeez, he really strained his muscles in that fight."

"He had to; Erza was on him all the time." Mira, her sister, chirped in with a smile, despite the gloominess of the moment.

"He actually pushed your buttons, Erza," Laxus mocked the knight, fighting off her glare with a simple smug smirk. "If the guy were to fight me, I would've ended the fight before it even begun."

"I'd actually like to see you try, Laxus." Erza countered, her gaze returning to the sleeping man on the bed next to hers. "He managed to counter most of my strikes without breaking a sweat." She fixed the man with her sternest eyes and continued. "I would be surprised if you manage to land a hit on him after the first five minutes."

"He's that strong, huh?" The blond man mused to himself, directing a challenging smirk in the unconscious guy's direction. Mira and Lisanna frowned at him, but he laughed them off, waving a hand to dismiss them. "Hahaha! Don't get so worked up! I'm not Natsu!"

"With that look on your face, you almost looked ready to jump on him." The younger Strauss whispered, clenching her hands just in case. Laxus might have changed from the old foul attitude he had but he still retained some of it at times.

"No one is manning the bar now, Laxus," Makarov interceded, figuring the girls were still adjusting to his grandson's imposing attitude. Sure, he was way better than what he used to be, but there were still some edges to polish. "Make sure Cana doesn't raid it."

"Tch, whatever you say, gramps." The blond man muttered under his breath, still amused by the reactions he got at his attempt of arrogance and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him and letting the occupants continue with whatever they were doing.

"How much time does he need to recover?" The red-head asked once the man left.

"I don't know, the injuries weren't bad… it's more of the amount of injuries he has." The barmaid explained, bringing a finger to her lips as she thought and oversaw the man's condition. Her friend truly didn't hold back during their fight and most of the blue-hair's body was covered in bandages, from the feet to the neck, there was even a bandage wrapped tightly around his head for a cut he got at some point in the fight. "Aside of the cuts and bruises, most of his muscles are cramped together… he'll be in a lot of pain when he wakes up."

"Wendy and Carla are returning tomorrow," Lisanna reminded them, standing up from her chair and heading to the exit. "We should ask her to take a look of him when she's back."

"Aye, we will." Makarov murmured tiredly, feeling the exhaustion of the day hit him and urging him to call it a night. "Let's go, it's too late to be awake." His eyes fell on the woman of red-hair sitting on the other bed, seeing her frowning face staring at the unconscious newbie. "You should go back to Fairy Hills, Erza." She looked at him and nodded. "We'll deal with him tomorrow."

"Yes, Master." Erza replied half-heartedly, rising from her spot and going to the exit with Mira helping her on the way. She wasn't as badly beaten as the new guy, but it was better to avoid pushing it.

"Anything on your mind, child?" The old man asked to the blond girl that remained on the room, catching a glimpse of her scrutinizing eyes inspecting Jonah's face while he slept. "If not, you should follow the others." She gave a muffled yelp of surprise and shook her head in embarrassment, biting her lip to stop herself from saying anything and moving the door with the others. "Have a nice sleep."

He chuckled in amusement at the whole day, finding it incredibly funny how not even the three strongest of the guild noticed that…

"Can we speak for a second, boy?"

"…"

"There's no one here except you and me." Makarov told him quietly, walking to one of the chairs and jumping on top of it, gazing at the sleeping face of the blue-haired with a small smile. "You can stop pretending."

"…I-I want to cry." Jonah whispered softly with his eyes closed, holding back the urges to scream at the intense pain he felt all across his body.

"I would be surprised if you didn't." The old man chuckled lightly, looking at the young man opening his eyes slowly and blinking a couple of times before suppressing a pained groan. He chuckled a bit louder. "I take it she didn't hold back."

"N-no, she didn't." The guy answered, moving carefully on the bed and taking a position where he would be more comfortable to speak. He replayed the fight in his mind and sighed, knowing he would have to explain everything the next day. "There's pain in places I didn't know I have."

"That's Erza for you." Makarov could keep on chuckling for the entirety of the night but he addressed the young man from his rest for a reason. He got serious. "Is she who you're meant to protect?"

"…" Jonah remained silent, keeping his gaze on the sheets and ignoring the question.

"We found your belongings in the forest, boy," he told him quietly, not paying any mind to the shocked and distraught expression on the young man who now looked at him with all of his attention. "They are in my office, but I told those who know to remain silent."

"…why?" It seemed really weird to hear that the vital information he had was going to be kept away from the people that had to know about it, especially by those that were closer to those people. Weren't they honest to each other in this place? 'Dad might've been wrong in something…'

"It's a personal matter between you and those two; we cannot butt in in situations like that." The Sixth Master explained with a wave of his hand, shrugging the matter aside as if it weren't that much important. He locked eyes with the blue-haired man and nodded firmly. "Unless you want us to, we will only remain at the sidelines."

'Is he… serious…?' The look on his face clearly told the young man that the Master was speaking seriously. 'W-why…? This is something he should definitely tell them…' His hands trembled a little at the idea of being lied to, so he had to confirm it. "…there's a catch, isn't there?"

"No, no catch." Makarov laughed, truly amused by how the young man couldn't understand the way Fairy Tail has. He hopped off the chair and headed for the door, casting one last glance at the unnerved young man before leaving him to his devices. "Rest for tonight, you'll have a long day tomorrow."

And he was gone.

'Of course I will… everyone will be staring awkwardly at me and she will demand for the answers…' Jonah heaved a long sigh, tired of everything so far and slightly irritated of his plans going through the window. His father made a slight mention of things never going according to plan when it involved the guild but he never thought it would be this bad. Okay, it wasn't bad since the people who knew were going to remain quiet until he got the moment to confess on his own, but still. 'I actually lost that fight… interruption or not…'

He shook his head and got back under the covers, doing so slowly so as to not open up his wounds again and lying on his side to be a bit more comfortable. He had to sleep and be prepared for the following day, whether he liked it or not.

"I won't plan things from now on…"

To be continued…?

AN: Here we go, new chapter just out of the oven. *chuckles* Let's see how the story flows from now on... this is the part where it will get more tricky and confusing. Even more than it already was... or at least, that's what I think.

Saludos.