Zerxus angles his body in a way that isn't even remotely subtle, putting himself firmly between Neal and Lieutenant Pain-In-His-Ass. It looks like an acutely vulnerable position from the outside, kneeling on the ground with an arm around Neal's shoulders.
If that's what the Lieutenant assumes, well. That's on him.
He certainly looks confident as he swaggers forward, cockily graceful. "No? They weren't entirely useless, then."
It's as good as confirmation, dropping like lead in his stomach. Zerxus isn't worried about besting this man in a fair fight, but he can't face the city itself and expect to win.
The Telepathic Bond isn't active, but Tempus is circling the city less than a mile away. Find the closest member of the Ring of Brass and bring them here. He'd prefer Nydas or Cerrit, but that doesn't matter right now; he doesn't know how long he can stall.
"So you've been hunting some sort of fugitive, and I haven't heard about it?"
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If that's what the Lieutenant assumes, well. That's on him.
He certainly looks confident as he swaggers forward, cockily graceful. "No? They weren't entirely useless, then."
It's as good as confirmation, dropping like lead in his stomach. Zerxus isn't worried about besting this man in a fair fight, but he can't face the city itself and expect to win.
The Telepathic Bond isn't active, but Tempus is circling the city less than a mile away. Find the closest member of the Ring of Brass and bring them here. He'd prefer Nydas or Cerrit, but that doesn't matter right now; he doesn't know how long he can stall.
"So you've been hunting some sort of fugitive, and I haven't heard about it?"