"Most glad my friend." Jack said, taking aim with it before tossing it, sending it flying through the air. One of them mob screamed in pain as the spear pierced his chest, and he fell to the ground.<br/><br/>"Alright now, will you reconsider the offer to leave, or am I going to have to get nasty about this?" Jack asked, holding his dagger defensively. He was responded with another spear, Jack barely dodging it.<br/><br/>"I'll take that as a no." Jack muttered, looking at the spear laying behind him.