"If we could, we really wouldn't want to know a pack of lunatics like this!" Smith looked toward Speech Man and spat viciously. "They're nothing but living fossils stuck in the past!"
"Sir, sorry..." He seemed to realize how worked up he had become. His tone paused, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. "I'm just too angry!"
But the fury between his brows did not fade. He took a deep breath before he calmed down a little. "If you knew what these people had done, I think you'd be just as angry as I am."
"These people are lunatics! Especially that Belborn!" He raised a hand and pointed at Speech Man. "He's a middle school teacher."
"He used that identity to mislead a whole lot of parents, making them believe magic was evil and terrifying, and that it would endanger their children's safety."
"Belborn would hold gatherings after midnight, and after the gatherings ended, he would incite those parents into attacking wizards who lived alone."
He raised his hand and pointed toward the vines. "Him, him, him... and him! They're all clearly wizards! And yet they teamed up with those parents to attack wizards!"
The four people Smith pointed out were precisely the ones Vizet had been focusing on earlier. They were all holding wands that did not suit them very well.
"That's how Jack got hurt!" Smith continued, his tone growing more agitated and filled with indignation.
"When they were attacking a wizard, Jack happened to be in that community, so he called the police, but that group discovered him..."
"So Jack was beaten by them too, and his leg was broken! He's still lying in the hospital even now!" By the end, he was practically speaking through gritted teeth.
The companions standing behind him were