Benjamin raised his head from the ground and looked around confused, still suffering from the disorientation of Post-death syndrome, his neck already beginning to heal and straighten itself back into proper alignment.
But he soon stood up fully, brushing dirt from his clothes, and opened his mouth to ask what was going on and why everyone was so panicked.
"You... you..." The pale woman began to seethe, her voice trembling with emotion, dark swirling power exuding from her frame like smoke from a fire, her yellow pupils glowing with intensity. "You better take responsibility for what you did to me, you brute!"
Everyone who was gathered around the scene stood in stunned silence, their mouths hanging open, their eyes wide with disbelief. "..."
They were all so speechless from the unexpected statement that no one could find any words to say in response.
This was not the confrontation they had been preparing for.
