Kiyan hesitated for a while, scratching the back of his head. Was it possible that his father, now in prison, had left something important in that unfortunate office? The unknown damned thing looked expensive. Besides, the Browns' coat of arms was carved on it, so the bastard might not be lying. As for the promise... There were plenty of ways to kill the lousy bastard without a jet of water! What was he counting on? Wasn't he stupid?
«Alright! I won't use the water stream against you. I promise, or my family name is not Brown. Let the whole city of Boston be our witness. Now give it to me!»
The audience held their breath when Kyon brazenly bribed his opponent! Where was the judge looking?! Weren't there any rules to stop this anarchy?
Kyon hesitatingly took the thing out of his pocket as if he was regretting the offer. He lingered for a while and then threw it to his opponent.