Public Announcement

Before the palace. Havila.

"Citizens of Havila."

Lailah said for the hundredth time, trying to fight her way around words. Yet the vociferation of the lots kept outweighing her voice, swelling in size and number. All she kept hearing was,

"Fuck off bitch!"

"We deserve justice!"

"Lailah must die!"

"All the strangers must go."

Lailah at a point was forced to resort to her dark magic but she didn't want to. She wanted everyone to have a shot. A chance of lending his or her voice.

The days of anarchy and coercion were gone. But the only thing which could steer the beast in her was if anyone lay their hands on Ja. She might set the fellow on fire.

"Die, Lailah, Die!"

One of the men hurled stone at her and it hit her in the face. Ja gasped and wanted to come to her aid, but she held her hand up to prevent him.

Jim was quite behind too and was beginning to feel concerned when the people chose violence. Lailah on the other hand yet found no qualms.