The Inferior remained silent on this issue.
But a profound sorrow, as tangible as withered leaves, came directly through the connected data line.
——And silence is itself a form of consent.
Russell couldn't help but feel deep irony.
The Inferiors, who had spent their whole lives fighting against the Codeless, had long since stained their hands with the blood of the Codeless.
Those Codeless who were banished to lands filled with radiation and curses after being arrested, those killed on the spot by him after being detected for criminal records, those killed by his counterattack using lethal weapons, those killed by him once the ban on homicide was lifted...
His lone acts of killing amounted to more than Upper City District's feuding, territorial, and interest-driven carnage.
To the Codeless of the Lower City District, the name "Inferior" was as symbolic as a natural disaster.
Unstoppable, invincible. To be chosen by him was simply bad luck, or too slow a retreat.
