It was an unfair trade–giving up your life and the chance to take care of your child in order to save the life of another. Lukas didn't exactly meet the gaze of his companions, each one seeming to have a different opinion than the other.
"Well, that's utterly tragic." Lukas muttered.
"But that still does not excuse his actions." Stacy's fist clenched together. Her dark red eyes blazed with a certain fire or perhaps reflected the burning flame in front of them. "A tragedy doesn't permit you to inflict pain on others, does it?"
"Well, it was his family we're talking about." Chaerin murmured. "What else would you have done in his shoes if his loved ones were taken away?"
"Then you're accepting that he's killed those who oppose him?" Stacy's gaze flickered to Chaerin's.
