"W-Wendy!?" Doranbolt's eyes widened as he rubbed his nose, looking at Wendy; who just attacked him.

"Wendy…" Cynthia was as surprised as Doranbolt.

"What are you doing!? This girl is a danger to all of Fiore!" Doranbolt shouted, shaking the hit off.

"No, she's not," Wendy replied. "Cynthia is a nice girl, who cares about everyone!" Wendy protested. "She's a proud member of Fairy Tail, and my best friend, and she is in NO way a threat to anyone!"

"W-Wendy…" Cynthia was touched by Wendy's words, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

"Wendy…I'm going to give you one last chance…step out of my way…or I will have to use force against you…" Doranbolt had to force himself to say the last part, but he intended to follow through with it if he had to; he had a job as a member of the Magic Council to complete.

"Well, you're going to have to fight me to get to Cynthia!" Wendy didn't budge from Doranbolt's threat. Suddenly, several red magic circles appeared around Doranbolt, unleashing red fire that exploded on contact, creating a smoke cloud.

"Wendy, come on!" Cynthia grabbed Wendy's hand and ran off in a random direction.

"Where are we going!?" Wendy asked, looking back to see if Doranbolt was trailing behind them.

"Away!" Cynthia replied, running as fast as she could to drag Wendy away from any Magic Council members.

Doranbolt coughed a few times as the smoke cleared. "Just as they said…" Doranbolt placed himself in a running position. "Forgive me, Wendy. Direct Line!" Doranbolt vanished, appearing right in front of Cynthia and Wendy.

"W-WHAT!? How did he-!?" Cynthia jumped, immediately turning to run the other way.

"I have to do this," Doranbolt said, quickly reaching out for Cynthia's hand.

"NO!" Wendy pulled her arm back, a small light blue cyclone of wind forming around her hand as she threw it forward. "Sky Dragon's Claw!" Doranbolt let out a surprised gasp as Wendy's attack nearly struck him; luckily, he moved to the right just in time, avoiding her fist. "Yah!" Wendy quickly removed her hand from Cynthia's, punching Doranbolt square in the chest, forcing him to stumble back and fall onto his back. "Let's go!" Wendy grabbed Cynthia's hand again and ran off in a different direction.

"W-Wendy…why are you protecting me…you're in so much trouble right now…" Cynthia mumbled softly.

"You're my best friend, and a member of Fairy Tail," Wendy replied. You're family, and I'm not letting family be taken away for such silly reasons! You're not a threat to anyone; you're just a sweet girl!"

"I…" Cynthia wasn't objecting, but she couldn't find anything to say to Wendy's words. "Thank you…"

"Anything for family," Wendy replied. She then let out a surprised "AHH!" When her hand and Cynthia's were suddenly pulled apart; Cynthia slid back a few feet, feeling a threatening presence behind her. "Behind you!" Wendy shouted, gasping.

"YAH!" Close range combat was Cynthia's expertise, she shifted her body weight onto her left heel, spinning 360 degrees to the right, quickly aiming her right leg in a roundhouse towards Doranbolt, but he quickly evaded the kick by using his impressive speed to launch into the air.

Wendy quickly gathered air into her mouth, puffed her cheeks out, and threw her head forward, unleashing a Sky Dragon's Roar at the unsuspecting Doranbolt. "Huh!?" The hurricane Wendy released slammed into Doranbolt, knocking him into the ground, gritting his teeth as he struggled to sit up.

"We have to keep going!" Wendy shouted.

"No, he's just gonna keep coming after us at this right!" Two orbs of red fire appeared in Cynthia's hands, she placed these orbs together to create an even larger orb she held over her head. "Radiant Blaze of the Omega Flame Dragon!" Cynthia hurled the sphere at the downed Doranbolt, creating a large explosion; the impact of the flaming sphere left a large cloud of dust and smoke, making it near impossible to see through.

"What did you do…?" Wendy asked, pulling Cynthia away from the smoke cloud.

"I think I hit him…" Cynthia replied. "Or I made it near impossible for him to see…or both…"

"Cynthia, why are they after you!?" Wendy asked.

"I don't know!" Cynthia replied, keeping her voice to a hushed whisper. A few minutes passed and the girls stopped, using the time to catch their breath. "I think we lost them…" Cynthia sighed, leaning against the tree. "We have to get back home…"

"No can do," A few Magic Council guards answered, just enough to outnumber the girls.

"T-These guys are here too!?" Wendy took a step back, panting heavily, her heart beating from pure nervousness. Doranbolt appeared in a flash, standing in front of the guards, and the two girls.

"I don't think you understand the complete situation here, Wendy," Doranbolt said calmly.

"I understand it just fine!" Wendy shouted in reply, balling her fist as she shook slightly from a mixture of fear and anger. "You're trying to take my friend away from me, and I won't allow it!"

Doranbolt sighed and shook his head slowly, "I guess I can't make you understand…Guards, arrest…the both of them,"

"W-WHAT!?" Cynthia's eyes widened. "Wendy didn't do anything! You can't take her in for protecting me! That's not fair!"

"Wendy attacked an on duty officer and assisted a wanted criminal, I have no choice but to arrest you both," Doranolt replied, sighing heavily and shaking his head. "Wendy, how serious about this are you?" Wendy remained silent, glaring at Doranbolt and the surrounding officers. Red fire and wind slowly started to appear around her body, the small animal like attachments on her hair breaking off as her hair started to flow upwards; within seconds, Wendy's body was completely surrounded by red fire and howling blue winds as she entered Omega Flame Sky mode. "W-What is that…!?" Doranbolt took a few steps back from sheer surprise. "When could you!?"

"Because Cynthia trusted me, and now it's my turn to trust her when she said she didn't do anything!" Wendy sucked in a deep breath, red fire and sky blue winds swirling in a vortex around her mouth, "Omega Flame Sky Dragon's Roar!" She threw her head forward, unleashing a massive funnel of wind and fire, trailing out to at least a mile because she was holding back. When the roar cleared, Doranbolt and the Council Guards were on the ground, heavily damaged. "Let's go!" Wendy panted a bit from the heavy magic usage and ran off with Cynthia once again.

On a nearby ledge, a man estimated to be in his thirties, in a lab coat, black pants, a particular shade of black hair, blue eyes, brown shoes, and white gloves stood, watching the scene. "Well, well…it looks like our test subject is doing much better outside the lab than in…" he was talking mostly to himself, but there was also a girl wearing a red dress, white short hair, and red flats.

"Well no duh, you bloody idiot…" The girl replied; her voice had a clear British accent to it. "It's no surprise she's doin' better outside than inside; you can't coop someone up and expect to take over the entire bloody country when they haven't even seen sunlight."

"Yes, I see your point there…My point is, however, is that she's become much stronger than she was before. The outside has made her much stronger than I could've ever hoped," the male replied.

"So, you want us to get the bloody child or…" the female replied, looking over at the male with her orange-red eyes while crossing her arms.

"No, not yet…" the male replied, moving a hand through his black hair. "It's not time yet."

"What do you mean it's not time yet!? She's got the bloody Council on her trail now!" The female replied in an annoyed tone.

"Calm down, Solfatara," the male replied calmly. "She needs a little more experience before we take her back, understand? We'll just watch in the meantime."

"It's Maggie..." the female mumbled. "Whatever suits your fancy…wanker…" Maggie mumbled the last word to herself, walking off with the male to keep a closer eye on Cynthia and Wendy.

"Ugh…" Doranbolt activated the communications lacrima again, shocking Lahar with his heavily damaged state.

"Doranbotl!? What happened to you!?" Lahar questioned, his eyes widened.

"They resisted…I wasn't expecting them to…" Doranbolt replied through heavy breaths.

"Do I need to come down there?" Lahar asked, readying a squad of Council Guards.

"No…You need to send them." Doranbolt replied, sitting up slowly, holding his chest with one hand.

"Understood…" Lahar cut the lacrima off, and then turned around, three shadows standing behind him. "Are you three ready?" A male with short blond hair that reached down to his neck and an earring in his left ear stood forward. The male was in a standard Magic Council Enforcement unit uniform.

"Third Captain, Correll reporting for duty," Correll said with a slight grin.

A male with black hair that reached the bottom of his neck, spiking itself towards the end stood forward; this male also had a noticeable goatee. "Second Captain, Odin reporting for duty."

The last male to walk forward had a dirty tan green hair; he was taller than the other three captains, and a smirk formed on his face. "First Captain, Aloy reporting for duty."