Disrespect.
That was all that was in Robin's head as the situation unfolded, which was why she was the first to act.
The silence was palpable.
The two first-realm evolvers couldn't react until the dull sound echoed, and the worst part was that Robin was no longer there. Before the head even dropped, she was already back in her position.
"Do not disrespect me. I don't have that patience." Jon growled, without caring about anyone's reactions.
No one dared to move out of fear until Jon and his group left the building. It felt as if the wrong twitch of a muscle would cause their necks to fall next.
…
Jon's group remained silent as they made their way home. No one questioned Jon's order.
They could see it in that arrogant face; the man they had just killed would have kept pushing until he met his inevitable end. His fate was simply accelerated.
