"And if something goes wrong—if you're robbed, threatened, afraid, or just need to report some matter that you think is wrong—come to Station A. You don't need coin. You don't need status. You just need to ask. We'll be there to help. That's a promise."
The silence that followed was no longer laced with doubt—it was the stillness of people truly listening, caught between cautious hope and the quiet stirrings of belief.
Jareth took a step forward, his voice calm but resolute. "From this day onward, we are the official protectors of this region. If anyone from a gang—like the Iron Shield—tries to extort money from you, don't stay silent. Come to us. Report it to Station A, and we'll respond without delay."
He let the weight of those words settle, then continued.
