"W-What?"
"Praise the God Emperor! The Eden is ours! Jai is invincible!" Varian proceeded to shout the most famous slogans used in the training of soldiers, particularly in academies.
Nevar took a breath and turned his offensive posture into a defensive one. While maintaining a sharp gaze over the two women, he focused on the man.
"Who are you? What's this game? Do you think I'd just believe you because of some slogans? State your purpose and surrender. I will spare your and their lives." Nevar's voice was bone-freezingly cold and laced with thick killing intent.
Varian's face didn't change much in the face of the threat.
But a tinge of sadness filled his face as he uttered in a desolate, bitter, and helpless tone. "Who are we? Right, who are we? Even if we serve the motherland for so long in silence, in darkness, in expecting nothing in return, not even recognition from my fellow warriors. Is this all we get? Who are we?"
