Smooth Sail

"W-We had nothing to do with what Jason did!" Sonya immediately surrendered as soon as Arnold's forces started surrounding them, "I swear, if we had any idea, I would have stopped him myself. hell, I would have killed him by my-"

"Oh, so you're telling me that the psychic mage over there did not inform you about it?" Arnold scoffed while playing with his guns, "Smells like BS to me, to be honest."

"I-I'm not a p-psychic-"

-Bang-

Before anyone could even realise what was going on, there was a bullet hole right next to the mage's feet. The smell of gun powder was still fresh in the air. Arnold was not in a playful mood. Especially not after recklessly battling the tree, its minions and now these mofos. In fact, he just wanted to kill them and get it over with, but then he might need them later on for future tasks so he could not afford to be completely reckless at the moment.