Three hours later the entire guild except Warren, Vijeeter and Gildarts were in the infirmary, waiting for Natsu to open his eyes.
Wendy had done her best to heal him but she had only been able to refill some of his magic after refilling his Second Origin to keep him from dying.
They were cycling in and out now, having decided Natsu's condition was stable and he wasn't going to die.
Gildarts entered the guild and nobody had noticed the warning bells or the Gildarts shift, they had all been too worried about Natsu.
"Where's my welcome home?" Gildarts called, concerned.
"Yo, Gildarts. Sorry, we're all a bit on edge right now, we have been ever since Natsu…" Mira answered.
"What happened to Natsu?" Now he was definitely worried. He hadn't been attacked yet or even heard the dragon slayer.
"He left the guild."
"WHAT?!"
"Not like that. He met some bad people and tried to leave the guild for our sake because they threatened to kill us all or something. We went and got him back, but honestly he saved us more than we saved him."
"Sounds like Natsu." Gildarts chuckled. "So he's alright now?"
"He's resting in the sickbay for now but he should be fine." She smiled.
"I guess I should go see him."
"Don't you dare start a fight Gildarts or else." Mira threatened.
"Yeah, yeah." He waved her off as he headed for the medical centre.
"By the way, Mira," He said, returned. "How was the battle?" He grinned.
"Honestly, most of us were sort of pathetic. The 'Chief' guy used Marionette Magic but none of us noticed and we all got knocked down." Mira began.
Romeo, who had just come down the stairs, continued for her. "But then Natsu, who had been subject to the magic draining device for five days straight, used some really awesome fire magic. He set the whole warehouse on fire but nobody got burned!"
"It seems the fire caused pain to the six assailants without any physical damage." Mira finished.
"But weren't you all in the warehouse?" Gildarts asked, dubiously.
"Yeah, but it wasn't painful at all. The fire felt kind of like Natsu! It was… warm and really… really kind. It felt… safe." Romeo grinned bashfully.
"And what did he call this new move?" Gildarts asked, intrigued.
"He didn't. There was no attack name. It just… happened." Mira answered. "But I suppose if I had to give it a name, I'd call it…"
Gildarts named it for her,
"Fairy Fire."