Stressed Mind

Keng hung his head low. What was he supposed to say to that? Winn was right to be angry. Keng did basically leave his brother to die because he's imcompetent.

"That's enough, Winn!" Fan'r shouted. Winn turned away, angry.

"I can't stay in the same room with an incompetent Savior leader." Winn bluntly spoke. He started to move when Keng cleared his throat and sighed.

"I know what I did was wrong, but give me some slack." Keng spoke at Winn.

"Give you slack?" Winn turned. "Why should any of us give you slack? It's your job to eradicate Curses. You couldn't even do it and your so-called 'Light' went out. What's that even supposed to mean? Why should I believe Philip's story? He's afflicted with a sickness that keeps him asleep for most of the time! WHY SHOULD WE TRUST YOU?"

"Who else is gonna do it?" Keng bluntly asked.

"What did you say?" Winn stepped closer.

"Enough!" Fan'r shouted. Keng and Winn ignored him as the two stepped closer.