Sighing, you looked at him with irritation, but didn't stop him from his inspection. Actually, you were sort of glad that he was here. Yesterday, before the horrors of the Game Night, you had stopped by Chitin when Anon was busy getting into a fight with one of lesser guards for looking at him funny. You knew the guard, he actually admired Anon immensely and just didn't know how to say it. Anon thought he was being mocked and demanded a fist fight. The concept of fists was beyond the poor guard, and so it basically just ended up with Anon body slamming the poor guy. It continued into a-