"Huh, how am I supposed to believe that a 6-year-old child is capable of destruction like this?"
The woman felt seemingly bothered by my words and even if it's a lie, I'd say Ezekiel did his part stopping that monster's regeneration.
I felt like he would've given me a little more trouble with two hands rather than one.
"It's the truth…"
I pretended to fake a tear and the surrounding guards seemed concerned about why she was pressing a five-year-old kid.
-That's terrible…
-So it's true commander isn't good with kids.
-I hope she doesn't see my kids.
Nivel stepped forward, his expression serious.
"He's most likely telling the truth," he said, his voice firm. "I suspected Ezekiel must've snuck out last night and stumbled upon a group of slave traders. They must have attacked him, and in self-defense, he..." Nivel paused, searching for a plausible explanation. "He must have triggered some kind of latent ability, causing this devastation."
The woman's skepticism remained.
