Echoes of Chaos 1

Jason Cross stood near the centre of the room, his tailored suit immaculate despite the commotion. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd, his smirk betraying an unsettling confidence. The women stood beside him, also looking calm despite the raging of their hearts.

They had gotten back and seeing how everyone was filing towards a ballroom at the place, had joined everyone so naturally as if they had not just gotten kidnapped only to be chased down and saved by Jason.

It turned out there was nobody who got hurt too much. It was only the guards and the attackers, but the guests themselves hadn't been touched at all, and this was something that made the Guests more willing to hear out whatever Troy and his people wanted to say. After all his people had kept them safe.