Ban raised a hand, stopping her mid-sentence.
"No. No excuses. You have disrespected the sacred pact between humanity and nutrition."
Now....even group of girls started to feel creepy and bit if fear due this strange man antics.
...And why the hell no one is stepping in for help?
At the same time, he whipped around, reaching into the grocery bag slung over his shoulder and pulled out a cabbage—still wrapped in a thin film of moisture like it had been freshly picked that morning.
He held it up, letting the sun glint off the damp green leaves. It looked holy. Radiant.
Like a divine weapon.
Like the Cabbage of Retribution.
"You have two options," Ban said solemnly. "Repent and eat this raw cabbage… or face the Trial of Fiber."
"…The what?"
Ban's eyes glinted with fury. "The Trial. Of. Fiber."
"Is he serious?" one girl whispered.
"Dead serious," another replied, gulping.
