When Ria stepped up in front of him, Sternon found himself experiencing protectiveness for the first time in his entire life. By a stranger he had only just met the day before.
They had moved to the lounge, where there were better things to do and more time to kill. Sternon had nervously looked forward to spending time with his new friends.
Until, of course, someone cursed him out.
"Fucking evosapien maniacs," a Martial Sage spat as they passed by him. "Wish they would do us all a favor and throw themselves into a star."
The group of Martial Artists they were in snickered, laughing cruelly. Sternon's expression didn't change all that much at those words. He had heard much worse, and he was accustomed to a standard amount of verbal abuse, no matter where he went.
What he didn't expect was for Ria to turn around, smacking with fists blazing, blasting the man who had uttered those words in the back of his head.
BANG!
