"..."
"..."
HinoKun cleared his throat.
"Can we talk now, Antares?"
"Fine," I said.
I, unfortunately, could not refute the fact that DragonTalon was the one who started attacking first. After suffering through a lot of unwanted intervention, we somehow became accustomed to seeing the players as Dominion as enemies that needed to be purged. That was indeed wrong of us.
A ding on my user interface screen cut into our conversation. I took a look. There was a message from DragonTalon.
"Antares? We found an empty training spot, 'Wolf Field VI'. Are you coming over? Where are you anyway?"
I looked up from the message.
"Can I get my friends back here for a discussion? I promise they won't attack."
HinoKun agreed.
"That would be great."
I quickly sent my friends a message in the party chat. None of them responded. I imagined that they must be stunned to hear that I did not die and was actually still in the same spot, surrounded by the Dominion players.
