"That's really all you're going to do?"
Avery, along with the other members of his team, were currently sitting in the branch manager's office and informing the manager of what had occurred with the other mercenaries.
Every one of them clearly wore upset expressions, and the reason was quite simple.
"Yes, a fine and a warning is the best that we can do here for this situation. It's unfortunate what happened, but there was no damage done to your vessel, and it will be impossible to prove intent. Accidents happen all the time during chaotic battles. I'd recommend that you let it go at that." The branch manager, a mousy man with slicked back dark brown hair by the name of Luca, who seemed disinterested in Avery's complaints.
