“So that’s what I’m hoping you can do for me.” Will said.“Why don’t you get your Tangled girlfriend to do it?” Heath asked.“Long story short: Doesn’t look the part. ” Will replied.“I mean, she could.” Heath said with an upside-down shrug. “She’s a shapeshifter, right?”“Well, let me ask you this.” Will said, “would you wanna look like you?”Heath erupted in a guffaw. “Fuck you, I’m the peak picture of male virility.”“You’ve got lifeless eyes, a blotchy complexion, your hair is thinning and you have a cruel slant to your fat lips.” Will replied.Heath began cursing and wiggling like a worm on a hook, struggling against the bindings, his monumental strength as a Warrior unable to break out of the silk produced by Loth’s insects.“I need somebody mean looking, and – LISTEN!” Will grabbed his former bully by his ear and shouted into it, stunning the man into ceasing his struggling.“I need someone like you to be the face of the law in the Stronghold.”Heath stopped struggling, his expression thoughtful. “So, you want me to be the law around here? I think we’re both mature enough to acknowledge that it’s not a good fit for me.”Will paused, assessing Heath’s response.“Why’s that?”“Don’t get me wrong, I’d love the perks of being the law around here. The bullying, the kickbacks. We both know I’d take to it like a hog in a vat of slop, but we also know for a fact I’m not sharp enough to be any good at it. Lawman’s gotta be clever. Well-spoken. Resourceful. I’m just…” Heath shrugged. “A mean mug with a big sword. Nothing special.”Does he actually have some humility or is he trying to trick me?“That’s why Ria will be handling everything else,” Will said, motioning to the athletic young woman holding the chain suspending Heath from the ceiling.“Ria can speak to the people who are reasonable. She can make you seem (...)