While the atmosphere of love was prevalent in Alterra, it was a little more depressing in Guia Village. Or rather, the newly minted Iron Mountains.
At this time, Gill was watching a handful of men as they tried to attack him inside the territory. One had gotten particularly close, only to get flashed out of the street and disappear.
This was the 9th bloke to get thrown in the territory prison today. It was also the 4th former guard. The other two cursed, and changed their strategy to just contain him instead.
Heh, at least after losing a few they finally figured out some rules.
Not that it mattered, of course.
Gill gracefully avoided their combined attacks as if he had eyes everywhere. He caught the arm of the nearest one and kicked the other. He twisted the man's arm behind his back, holding him down.
