The room that was lit by a single candle on a tabletop was so silent that you could hear the sound of the flame flickering. The 12 people in the room, including myself, were all standing quietly in response to the claim Erana made. Jaq and his crew were eyeing me like I was some strange animal. Kany and Erana were standing close to me, like they were defending something. Tael was trying his best to stay in the corner and exist as little as possible.
…I hate awkward silences. Maybe I should say something to-
"Bullshit!" Jaq shouted out. A vein on his meaty forehead was bulging out. His dark hair was only able to slightly obscure the changes his face had made. "Everyone knows that a mulaplix needs a party of at least 6 level 8's to effectively kill. This is ignoring the fact that there hasn't been a mulaplix near Ruks in over 3 years." He crossed his arms and scoffed at us.
Oh. He doesn't believe that we actually did what we claimed. What should I-
