Nighttime in Eventide.
The 12 Extensions of Krobridge seemed calm on the surface but underneath, in the dark recesses of the black market… a revolution was taking place.
"Finnick, you can't do this!" Booker remarked, half in anger and half in plea.
Everything he had worked for, everything he had struggled so hard to maintain.
Everything was crumbling before his eyes and there was nothing he could do about it.
Booker couldn't accept that.
He didn't want to accept it.
And so, he hoped to appeal to Finnick but it was clear the latter wouldn't listen.
"Spare my family and we can surely agree on something."
Finnick signed. "You bore me with your repetitive statements, Booker. Accept your fate and don't be so stubborn."
As he spoke, the noise in the other rooms soon died down, signaling the end of the battle.
Meanwhile, throughout all this, Alex and Nadia remained as spectators, watching everything play out with piqued interest.
