"I want you to deal with the outlaws when they come for me again," Xan said.
Atrox studied him. He didn't immediately agree but thought about it. 'I need someone to tell me about the second layer, and this guy seems like the type who'd know it really well. But the problem he has with the outlaws... well, if it's too much, then I can just ditch him. Yes, he's not the type that can fight, after all'
Atrox nodded firmly. "Alright, I accept. You have yourself a deal. Protection for your abilities and information."
Immediately, Xan relaxed and smiled. "I'm glad. I've not been able to sleep for some days now, constantly looking back to see if they've caught up to me."
"Okay, now tell us the real problem you have that makes the teams leave you and the outlaws target you," Atrox said.
Xan winced and cleared his throat. "Well... once I use my power too much, I will gain a negative impact that targets the people I'm with."
