We're all guardian.

At the average square shaped room, with long lines of seat arranged all around a metallic steel table. Two men stood opposite from one another; a tall skinny young man with russet mullet and a thin glasses sitting between his pointy nose. The other man was tall and muscular, black hair tied in a men's bun with a wide look on hard expression. Chao fell upon the room from the men's argument, with a pending choice to be made; after all, the large number of people in the room were all upcoming guardians, few being apprentice to good ranking guardians and others still not knowing their deals yet.

The man beat T-bot to a speech, further pushing his point. * You're pushing us to the front, and then what? We get killed, and forgotten! My ass, I won't risk my life for the sake of someone else receiving the glory. * Standing there, the man's mind was already made-up.

* Technically you've already risked your life to be here. * T-bot said.