“You’re the little thief! You were pissed off yesterday and even threatened me! So you came back later and robbed our vault!”
“I didn’t rob shit! Lying thief! Give me back my money and jewelry!”
A gas mask appeared on Oliver’s furious face, followed by a metal hard-hat on his head. The man with the crossbow pulled the trigger immediately and the bolt bounced off the helmet, ricocheting over into the wall. Then the other man rushed over with a shortsword!
“You’re trying to murder me?!”
“No, no I didn’t! Don’t lie! You’re the one that started using magic first!”
“Shut up, you dumbass!” Jessie went inside the house and closed, then locked the door behind her, preventing some of the anxious people outside from interfering.
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