This is going to be troublesome…'
Owen thought nervously, after he noticed the growing tension in the foreign air, even amidst his triumph over Malark Colvin in combat. Moreover, the false charges leveled against him further aggravated his mood, leaving him to grind his teeth in irritation. 'Is this really the way things would go…..after everything?'
Ultimately, the true manifestations of the Seven Primal Sins sat magisterially in their respective stone chairs, still choosing to hide their facial appearances in their concealed hoods.
Owen felt it was the prime opportunity to speak up and clarify matters so, he coughed politely before addressing the group.
"Excuse me...…. The Seven Primal Sins…." he said, choosing his words carefully.
