As the assailants retreated with Sylvie in tow, they regrouped in a hidden location. The leader, a tall figure with a hood concealing their face, addressed Mason, the one who had attacked Astron.
"Why did you attack him, you bastard? What if she breaks, huh? Can you take responsibility," the leader of the group demanded, their voice carrying a tone of frustration.
Mason, maintaining a calm demeanor, responded, "He was getting too close, and I had to make sure he wouldn't follow us."
"Really? Do you think he was in a state to do anything? We already know for a fact that he is just a weak bastard."
"It doesn't matter. A threat is a threat."
The leader's eyes narrowed, dissatisfied with Mason's explanation. "Tch. You bastard, just say that you didn't like him; why are you going around with your words?"
