"Well, it's something to think about before doing business with us-I feel morally obligated to inform you the Warriors have been framed for a terrible murder and it seems most of the gangs in the city are trying to kill and/or capture us based on false information. Alas, no one seems to listen to pleas out innocence, and we've had to fight out way through more than a few. But, that large blue fellow over there-Owyn-can at least testify that he was compulsed by dark magic to attack us. Which we can only hope will help prove our claims that we were set up.
Interestingly, I think the Annas are just attacking based on the urge of their natural capitalistic aggressive tendencies. None of them are shouting about justice, anyway. Or maybe they've heard of a bounty to collect. It would be quite the payday, I'm sure..." Xerxe mulled, giving Anya a watchful look.
Hopefully she didn't interpret it the wrong way. Xerxe only cared about justice, and definitely not about dresses with important central pieces missing. The wind could just blow right in the middle!