"She's a menace!" Said Chief Ernesto, as he slammed his fist on his desk, "We must do something about her."
"We must be careful," said Hakue, sitting across the desk from him, "We must not jump to conclusions."
"Jump to conclusions?!" Ernesto raised an eyebrow, "Yala physically assaulted a man. He was knocking on death's door. If it wasn't for you, Aanya would've become a widow."
"First of all," the monk spoke in a stern, yet calm voice, "My son was the one who healed Wei-Xing, not me. The boy's healing powers have improved a lot over the years and he can now reverse all sorts of physical, bodily damage, from needle pricks to deep slash wounds. Second, we don't have enough evidence yet."
