Zeref Dragneel

The guild of Fairy Tail has become a mess. it has been almost completely torn down. broken tables, fallen rocks, dust and steam still thick in the air despite the fight being done with for some time now. Zeref is leaning with his back against the remains of the bar, his chest rising and falling in deep, shaking breaths. his black robes stick to his body, along with blood, both his and his brother's. his eyes are closed, obviously exhausted from the battle