Unbeknownst to them of the impending outcome, the rebels hastily fled the city with all the speed they could muster.
The objectives remained uniform among all, driven by a shared purpose. Even if this mission wasn't assigned to them, their aim was clear: to inflict as much damage as possible upon the God's Guards.
Indeed, their uttered words mirrored their uncomplicated motivation.
"This is for our comrades, b*stards!"
The black-haired, youthful man, possessing a countenance of striking handsomeness, was the first to raise his voice. He was none other than the man who had conversed with Leon regarding the liberation of Serpopard.
"Even though it's not much, consider it part of our revenge for our comrades in Stone City."
The second one was a black man with sharp features, exuding a similar face to their comrade, whose whereabouts they remained unaware of—Mike.
"We will have our revenge one day."
