Warning : This chapter does depict some graphic violence against others. If this would be triggering to you, I recommend you skip this chapter. Stay safe.
"I didn't realise all of you wanted to go to jail. There are easier ways." Kellen started, and that got everyone's attention.
"J-Jail?" One of them squeaked out, one of the ones who was clearly regretting their actions, and Kellen nodded seriously, crossing his arms.
"Yes, jail. Are you even aware of what you fucking morons did?" Kellen felt his voice raise in volume and a few of them flinched.
"W-We did nothing wrong!" One of them had balls, Kellen thought. He clenched one of his hands tightly, before shifting on his feet.
"Nothing wrong? Are you fucking kidding me right now? We could charge you with attempted murder, on several accounts, and you would all get a full fucking sentence." One of the ghost white Guides started bawling.
