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Puer glared at Mercutio. Everyone but him could see the problems with that. "That's garbage. Lying to the guild so they wouldn't leave? That's an excuse." There was no reason for that. He should have told everyone. He should have told them a little more than "those weak to fire might have a hard time". That monster's very presence was enough to knock them out! What he did was nothing short of foolhardy and homicidal. He could have gotten the entire guild killed.

Even within that convoluted logic... "You should have prepared. Excuse your lying all you like, but you should have prepared. You could have brought rainy orbs. You could have brought Rawst berries. You could have barred grass types and ice types from coming. You can argue that people may not have come... but that's bullshit. We've marched against Nico. We've marched against Rebirth! All you did was risk lives. You nearly got us all killed because you were unwilling to prepare or trust us. " Even Puer understood that. Puer who had spent all his life running at other Rhyhorn and trees. Not only that, but bringing the ones weak to fire had been a liability; they had had to sacrifice fighting strength to protect them. It would have been much easier if they had been told. They were only lucky the number of people weak to fire was low, or they would have lost trying to keep them alive.

"Never lead this guild again." He turned around and made his way through the crowd without so much as another word. The Marshtomp that had protected him earlier had been stumbling through the crowd. It had been easy to notice him due to his odd colours. Puer locked onto the glimpse of purple and rushed over. He shifted up beside the Marshtomp. "Where's your team room? I'll help you get there." Puer was a little taller than Kaiyou, so he hunched to the floor as much as he could to offer the water type a ride. He was considerably taller if you included the spines, but they actually worked as a good enough cradle. It wouldn't be the first time he had carried any unconscious or semi-conscious person on his back.

Era gasped in surprise at the sudden Teleport, this time completely unexpected. She recovered her bearings just in time to be bypassed by a horror-struck and furious Flareon. Clearly he knew this Salamence well from his reaction, and she was about to say something to him when he whirled around and began verbally attacking Mercutio. Era flinched at his outburst and swallowed hard, her eyes on the Salamence and trying to ignore the enraged Atra. There was nothing else she could do here, but she gave one last look at the terrible damage done to the Salamance's wing before turning away to find her own Teammate as the Flareon turned back to Sherman.

Era wandered wearily around the other Teams still present, trying to find Sereni where ever the Lanturn was. Unfortunately, the Lanturn was currently no where to be found, leaving Era in the crossfire of arguments between the Guild and Mercutio. The Pichu wasn't one for choosing sides, and in this case didn't know what to think. They had survived, and no one had been killed which was enough for her. It was awful what had happened to...well practically everyone, but if they hadn't taken care of it, who would have? Innocent Pokemon would have been killed by that thing if it truly was, as they had been told, infected by Nico's virus, so wasn't it the Guild's job to take care of it? Still Era kept silent. It wasn't her place to speak with these Pokemon who were so much higher above her in Guild ranking. She was just a Pichu, not even evolved yet, so who was she to join in a discussion by those who were far more knowledgeable, older, and wiser than she. All the same Mercutio's comments stung like physical wounds as he criticized them, and she struggled not to speak out of turn. By the time Celsus spoke up, Era was about ready to cry out in defiance. Now was not the time to argue, they had all been through enough today without turning on one another as well. Mercutio mercifully ended the argument by bowing out of the scene, and Era sighed with disappointment at everyone's actions. Things seemed to be crumbling from within even as they were attacked from without. At this rate they wouldn't last very long at all. Era longed to get away from the spite which lurked in the area, but first she had to find Sereni, and then they could leave.

At last Era found her, waiting where she had watched the argument that had taken place speechlessly. Sereni didn't understand how the Guild could suddenly turn on itself like this. She was exhausted and tired of fighting, and yet when she thought it would be gone for good it had followed them home. Era placed a gentle paw on Sereni's back, and felt Sereni flinch at the touch. "Are you alright?" Era asked her gently, the haunted look in Sereni's eyes chilling her to the bone.

"I...I'll be fine," Sereni responded, weariness slipping into her tone. There were far too many burn marks on the Lanturn's body, and she looked about to fall over. "Era," she whispered, clearly still thinking about the scene they had just witnessed, "Why do they all have to fight?"

Era shook her head sadly, "We can't do anything about it," she said, "What's done is done, and we can't change it. Now come along," she said to Sereni, fighting the sadness which she felt and forcing herself to keep her morale up for her teammate, "Let's go back and rest." Dejectedly and beaten to the core, Era and Sereni left the rest of the Guild to their quarrels, and returned back to their Team Room, the one place they knew to be a sanctuary from the rest of the world.