As he saw how confident the squad leader was, Lucas sarcastically answered, "Yes, I understand." He was as if thinking that he could make him answer, but deep in Lucas's mind, he was scoffing at every emotion this squad leader was showing. He was a fool for Lucas.
'It makes no difference how many taunts you perform in front of me. However, this is not a simple act that I must do; I need to find the opportunity to plot my plans.' Lucas then clenched his fist as his eyes flashed with determination.
"What happened?" Again with the question, it was making Lucas scratch his eardrums. It was an unending cycle of repetitive questions, which he wasn't willing to answer.
There was a reason why Lucas let himself be here, and answering their questions wasn't one. He was simply looking for answers that he could see deep in their eyes. He was here because he knew that this interrogation, as a judgment ceremony to him, would gather those with influence's interest and duty.
