Lando, Hana, and the rest of the group circled the guard, who was now sitting on a sandy patch, hands tied behind his back. Lando knelt in front of him, his face inches from the guard's, eyes filled with a storm of emotions.
"Tell me everything," Lando's voice was low, menacing.
The guard chuckled, a hint of mockery in his voice, "What do you want to know?"
Lando tightened his grip on the guard's shirt, pulling him slightly off the ground. "Titan City. The massacre. Start talking."
The guard smirked, his confidence unshaken, "Yes, Titan City orchestrated it all. The world outside? It was a playground for us, to reshape as we saw fit. And you all were just pawns in our game."
Hana, standing beside Lando, clenched her fists, "You destroyed lives. Families!"
The guard shrugged, "It's a dog-eat-dog world. Survival of the fittest."
Lando's breathing became more labored, his anger palpable. "Do all the guards know?"
