When I first approached a fighting battle between Gertrude and Jacky Jane, it was quite shocking. I couldn’t believe the violence and ruthlessness I was witnessing. I was tempted to leave them since it would be easier to focus my attention on getting the sword, but my family raised it better than that. I had to save them from themselves. They might even become friends if I showed them how similar they are. I tried my best at peacemaking, but it was a lot harder than instructed. At first, they were shouting ugly insults at each other the next, at each other’s throats. My first step was to address the conflict which turned out to be the sword! I was after the sword too, which made it all the more complicated. I had a moral duty to resolve this though, I couldn’t pick and choose.

Don’t every try to peace make with me. I’ll never be good.
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Hey, Steve, I’m glad that you were just trying to help, but Jacky Jane honestly deserved every hit she got! Of course nowadays I would never hurt a fly, but she was really making my blood boil so I feel like no one can really blame me for the ferocious acts of violence.
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