The man approached Kyle, who was currently focusing on the Law of Minor Earth.
"Hey, you," the man transmitted with a dominant tone.
"I'm not selling the spot," Kyle answered absentmindedly.
"Move it, unless you want to be humiliated!" the man transmitted.
Kyle blinked for a moment before looking at the man from the Tribes, who was currently standing right between Kyle and the exhibition he was looking at.
"What is this about?" Kyle asked.
"Are you deaf?" the guy asked with a snort. "I said, move it!"
Kyle just looked at the guy in confusion. This situation felt unfamiliar. Some random guy had approached him and started making trouble for seemingly no reason. Usually, everyone just lived their lives, and conversations were primarily civilized. If there were disagreements on something, people talked about it or came to a trade agreement.
