Jungkook feels rather useless.
And he is. He hates to admit it, but Chanjyushir is right – he has been nothing but a burden so far; /a pest/, as the guardian likes to put it. He hasn't contributed anything to the cause, hasn't done anything to help save Atelier.
While the guardians plan their attack, he stays to the sides and broods. He wants to help, he really does. But he's a Terran. He doesn't have flashy powers and he can't fight. What /can/ he do?
"We'll attack from South. Kai will take out the surveillance. The rest of us will go in when he gives us the signal. Once we're at the garrison, we –"
"Crush them. Burn them to ashes," Chanjyushir cuts in, slamming his left fist against his right palm. The impact makes a loud 'smack'.
Lucem sighs, a pleading look on his face. "Please be careful. We don't want to hurt the civilians."
"But of course. I'm always careful."
