Bloodshine stepped forward. Polystar saw this and facepalmed.
"Are all of them stupid?" He thought out loud.
His reasoning had some justification to it. That was because he could clearly see that none of them, Cynthia included, was a match for the Red swords.
Even if they were, there was still the other Soulbound knights and of course, the Magistrate.
Polystar looked at her with real fear in his eyes.
There was no one that truly knew how powerful the church of the Neuralink was—except nobles, of course.
And in Polystar's head, it was only logical to not challenge the authority and power that this body represented.
In other words, it was better they just had Soren and be done with it.
The Red sword chuckled as he reached to carry Soren who had been paralyzed on the ground.
Then her voice was heard. "If you touch, my husband, I will nøt take your hands."
Her words were confusing at first, but the magistrate immediately turned to her.
