"What's the goal of all this?" Kovit clenched and unclenched his fists.
"Goal? Funny." A small chuckle erupted. "What do you mean? We don't have a goal, don't we?"
Kovit became unbearably angry by now. This person seemed to be the outsider. "What do we do to you? Why are you so mad at us? Why are you helping them so much?"
Elizebeth shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe you can tell me. What issue do you have with them? I believe they don't owe you anything the same way you didn't owe me."
Kovit's body had convulsed with full rage. That individual seemed to test his anger.
"Or actually you did owe me a couple of issues. We don't know." Elizebeth spoke in a roundabout manner, playing with him.
"What is that?" Kovit was ready to play with her, secretly prolonging their conversation to let his people rise. "We can always discuss it together." His people slowly acted.
