But, it wasn't the usual long hallway; instead, another dead end awaited us. Garcia, frustrated, materialized her gauntlet and punched the wall as if it were paper. The walls crumbled, revealing yet another hallway beyond.
"Ck! Dumbass house!" she cursed, turning around as if attempting to halt the gigantic metal ball. Surprisingly, she succeeded, stopping the ball in its tracks and redirecting it by punching it into another wall.
Damn, Garcia was still as strong as ever.
Garcia gasped, fixing her gaze on me while saying, "I'm serious, Seth. Just talk to Gideon, or my gauntlet will have a conversation with you instead."
I rolled my eyes and replied, "Fine. But if we can't make peace, then let's consider it the end of our conversation."
I didn't want to engage in a dialogue with someone unwilling to understand my perspective, even if it involved something challenging to sympathize with.
