"I will become the next Judgement, not you!" Silas shouted while pointing at Grant.
"..."
"..."
"..."
This time, the silence was genuine. No angry stares were pointed at Silas. No whispers were said. They all simply looked at him for a moment with dumbfounded expressions...
Before one of them chuckled... Grant chuckled.
And just like that, the entire neighborhood was filled with roaring laughter and people slapped their legs and dropped to the ground to let it all out.
The resolve on Silas' face looked like it was being destroyed by the second, yet Grant quickly disappeared from where he stood.
Silas' hair stood up again as his danger senses told him something was coming, yet instead of being attacked, he felt a hand drop onto his shoulder.
"That was a good one kid. You can come to this part of town whenever you want, alright?" Grant chuckled before patting Silas on the back and walking away from him.