For a moment, the Guild Hall stood frozen in an almost comical tableau. Pax sat rigidly in his chair, mouth agape in sheer disbelief, resembling a man who had just watched a runaway horse gallop through his living room.
Their gazes, one filled with shock and the other with helplessness,shifted toward the tiny storm of chaotic energy standing proudly at the entrance.
Mina's giant shield clanged against the floor with every step she took, her grin wide and hands on her hips, chin raised as if she had conquered an entire continent single-handedly.
Before they could process her entrance, the little battle maid marched forward with all the authority of a seasoned general returning from war. She dragged her makeshift sack behind her and let it drop onto the desk with a loud thud that made the wooden floor shiver.
