Dealing with Shrao

Shiro gritted his teeth as he stood up, raised his weapon, and pointed it to Ansel. He was livid, though he remained prideful and poised, which was actually a little impressive. "We are your subsidiary village, was there a need to hurt us so much?" 

The other guards also got up, their weapons up, also glaring at him and the rest of the Alterrans. If they continued to attack, they'd just keep getting punished bit by bit until they were spent. If it wasn't going to trigger anything, then what was the point? 

Ansel looked at them, crossing his arms. "It's exactly why we don't want a war to trigger. We're not maniacs who like to attack random territories."

"..." 

What to do? This was making them even angrier! 

Ansel was apparently not done annoying people though. 

"But… we decided we didn't want to pay for the 'slaves' after all. We needed to show what we can do first, right?"