"Uhm… so, I have some good news, and some bad news, which do you want first?" Leo asked cautiously, as Soron and Charles simultaneously raised an eyebrow in expectation.
"I suppose it's better to start with the good news," Leo continued after swallowing hard, as he forced the words out with an uneasy gulp, "because maybe that will make the bad news a little easier to digest."
He inhaled slowly before dropping the revelation.
"I… have in my possession a slab of Origin Metal stolen from Zhanrok."
The words landed like a thunderclap, as both Soron and Charles shot upright in their seats, the wood scraping violently against the stone floor while their eyes widened in disbelief.
"You have WHAT?" Charles roared, as his hand shot out and clutched Leo by the collar, lifting him halfway out of his chair while his voice cracked with shock.
