Anastasia stood bravely in the faces of Minerva and Vesta. She was almost certain that something wasn't right. She was not about to hand over Queen Juno's brain until she was certain she was doing the right thing.
"The king has requested it!" Began Minerva, "We don't have to prove anything. If the king so desires it, then he shall receive it. Hand over the brain before things escalate into a bad situation!"
Anastasia frowned. She knew she had no chance against the two. Not only was she outnumbered, but her strength was not that of a Rank 5. Her Rank 4 capabilities would do her no good in a fight against them.
"Anastasia, is everything okay?" Promptly asked Shemarie from behind.
"Unfortunately, no..."
Shemarie then quickly moved to the side of Anastasia to back her up— a handgun tucked neatly away in her waist.
"What seems to be the problem?"
