"For how long should we hold on?! Until every one of us die due to being crazy?!" asked Mahendra, the muscles in his hand now visible because he too is as angry as his grandfather.
"Once you start this war, it won't stop until one of both sides is destroyed," said Wiryo with his sharp stare.
"They already started it even before I was born, didn't they? Why anyone isn't allowed to avenge? Just for once, please give me the opportunity to take revenge for our family's grief," Mahendra said with a lower voice, sounds like he was tired already.
"Ask your subordinates to return!"
"Never!"
"Mahendra!"
"Who do you think you are, Wiryo?! How dare you snap at me?!"
"How dare you speak so to your own grandfather!"
"On behalf of my position, you have no right to command me whatsoever!" Mahendra's rage converges with the heavy rain outside which is pouring down the silent Earth. The night soon will be dawn at any second.
