"...And then he tried to kill us all with a spear that exploded, missing us by just a little due to his bad aim..."
"Hah! Such a barbaric thing happened! In my city?" said the Lord Commander, his bulbous nose flaring as he spoke in his richly decorated tent.
"Lord Commander, I was there. The spear was a warning to their group and their hired thugs. It exploded at a safe distance from them," Mira defended her student.
Damian just stood in the middle, right in front of the Lord Commander, flanked by Sam and the rest of his friends. To his right were the pompous kids who had attacked them in the street, and to his left were three captains, trying their best to resolve the matter. The leader of the pompous group was the son of a noble with close ties to the region's lord—the same Lord Commander who now staring down at Damian as if he were a cockroach in his kitchen.
