"Popper"! a voice shouts out from behind me.
"Popper fucking stop it" the other ranger says while walking up with a raised wand.
Her actions go against her words as she raises her wand and points it at the two 'victims'
"What happened"? She asks while standing a distance behind Popper.
"Ask the kid" Popper responds.
The ranger removes her hood and stares at me.
Olim skin and a strong jaw are the first things I see below a bundle of dreadlocks.
She is a woman in her late twenties with a thick neck along beady eyes.
'How did she know I'm 'the kid''? I ask myself.
I repeat the same story, keeping it brief and showing the mana crystal.
"Kid if you are lying the Inquisition will have your head".
'And Poppers' she thinks.
"I am not, ask anyone around here," I say confidently.
The Inquisitor is seen coming from across the alley, following the commotion and the sounds of cursing.
