"It's nice to see you again, everyone. I'd like to extend my—" Jane's words were interrupted when, all of a sudden, a rock flew right at her face.
Of course, Neraxis caught it, but that didn't change the fact that the negotiations were going terribly.
They were currently at the Eastern Church, and with less than a whole hour to spare, he wanted to unite the people.
What better way to do that than using the Saint herself?
"Neraxis, I really don't think this is working... They hate me." Jane whispered with a glum look.
"..." Neraxis let out a deep sigh and stepped forward, but not before throwing the rock he had caught back at the person who threw it in the first place.
To his surprise, it was one of the guards. The moment the rock made contact with his arm, it bent at an unnatural angle, followed by:
"AAAAAH!" the guard dropped to the ground, clutching his broken arm.
