Compromise.
"Stop it at once!!" With a roar that shook the very room, Alex thundered.
His hair was greatly disheveled, blood and soot marks covered his face, and his silver-colored uniform was torn in multiple regions. Alex's current appearance was no different from that of a beggar.
Grabbing onto Olivia's sword in one hand and Anya's weapon with the other, Alex placed himself in-between the duo and stared into his partner's face with his bloodshot eyes.
"Stop it, Anya. She's a friend." Alex sternly spoke.
"But she tried to kill Reyna!"
"It's a misunderstanding! If she really wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be alive right now." Alex replied while gesturing towards Reyna, who was being tended to by the Stage 2 soldiers.
"Put your weapon down, you too," Alex ordered.
Jack simply shrugged his shoulders and sheathed his weapon. He never liked fighting women in the first place, especially one with Olivia's level of beauty.