“I’d appreciate it if you could get on with it.”“… Absolutely. Brest is his name.”Why do I get the feeling the sound of his name is exactly how he looks?“Who is he? What is his role in all this?”“The same for anyone in his position. A seat. Somewhere to belong, to hold authority.”“… I don’t get it. He’s already made his way into the top brass of that opposition faction, I assume, so why the need for more power.”Not just anyone could make it into the elites, in this case faction heads. He has to have something they need and is of the same mindset.“… Show me a person who has no greed and I will show you a world without without suffering…”Greed? In this situation do I seem to have that?… I guess. Despite having Amara, a unique to existence, I still wanted for Chika. Is that greed or lust. And then the fact, though not my own, I preferred her to be the one in control. Dose that also count.“… What do you think a desperate man would do, if you were in his situation?” He as

“Are you okay.” I look to where her voice came. Chika had somehow gotten herself out of the binding around her arm. When I glanced it seemed like it was cut. And in her hand was a very small knife, I’m sure she tucked it somewhere they wouldn’t find. She was checking on the two, cutting their bindings. I took a step to move closer. “Ugh…” I thought it would take a while to kick in. I finally got to relax seeing everything was fine, but immediately I did. I felt pain grip my entire body. My grip turned slippery from the blood that was slipping from the gunshot wound on my shoulder, and from the one that wasn’t mine. If that was all then I could deal with it, it would probably healed after a while. Aside from the nicks and cuts. I got careless back there. True, with this new found strength and reflexes you could do much, but when your are under fire it’s easy to be blindsided that was it. And that was what happ

“…” The two observing up above on one of the scrappers watched as the duel between the two raged. “What is that boy?” Vagna asked excitedly. Only to see the non readable yet intent look on Atthis. He turned his gaze back to the battlefield and quietly watched till the climax. The two falling to the floor after the other. “The curtain now closes. Such a shame to lose a strong pawn like Murdock…” He glanced at Atthis as he passed a comment to the concluded battle. “You don’t seem at a loss for having lost your champion. How cruel of you.” So he said but he should no care himself for losing his. Just then as though having received the news they heard two trumpets sound at the same time. Immediately after the flags of ceasefire raised on both camps. “…I merely made a gamble… and it turned out far more profitable.” She said with smile on her face as she looked down at the battle field. She begins as she slowly starts walking away. “Either way, deaths aside we are successful i