He must have been fair and equitable, but deep down Glax wanted to know what was in that bag. Grabbing the bag from Alexander's hand, he said,
"Well, to stop all this senseless mistrust that has been undermining our group since the beginning, I'm going to examine what's inside the bag."
"NOOOOO!" Zotikos cried.
"Cut it! You are not being tortured or anything. I am not the Spanish Inquisition."
"What?"
"I mean... We are a long way from Hylon. For them to come and punish us for one tiny peccadillo or whatever."
"In fact, we are relatively closer to Hylon than to Echelion." Zotikos didn't seem to understand that the speech was to benefit him, and blurted out his rules' lawyer opinion.
Glax shot a deadly look at Rhoas, who fell silent. It had been long enough for the other two warriors to find out where they were and go up the stairs.
"What's going on here?" Pydna asked.
