Chương 115: Meeting with a Quesada

I looked back at Malachi who had kicked back another person who had been remaining behind me and examined his face of shock.

"I don't know...he for the most part doesn't let us know these things," the man mumbled in dread while holding up his arms before his chest.

I moaned as I then, at that point, heard a voice shout out, "What's happening in here?"

"Good gracious," I murmured as we pivoted, seeing a buff man with tattoos all over himself. "Quesada," I mumbled to Malachi who nodded in concurrence with me. He then set his wand back into his pocket and ran back towards me as I moved back towards where different men were remaining before the PCs who had now been knocked out.

"What are you folks doing?" he asked, his eyes loaded up with rage as he grabbed hold of my shoulders and drove me into a wall sufficiently that I fell into it from the power of his push against me. "Oh...that hurt," I mumbled.