A crisp slap had brought about the repentance of a certain burly man who wore a deep smile that almost split his face in half!
Stylla and Fore were lost for words.
What manner of bizarre skill was this?!
Even though they didn't have time to waste with questioning this, their faces said it clearly.
It was natural to assume that something had happened to him but trying to figure it out now would only serve to distant them from the incoming enemies.
Bron just stood there like a statue, his flightless hair doing loosely nested on his head while he he nothing else but show a happy expression.
The surprise in Skullius was even more palpable as when he looked at the status of the smiling man who looked to had been baptised to a new faith, he saw something more or less unnerving.
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[Inv. Status : At peace]
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Just like the ever calm Mountain Sage Monkeys, Bron was now 'at peace'. Whatever that meant.
