"I will give them a chance—a chance that only requires a little courage to make these thugs pay an equivalent price,"
The Divine Envoy's words struck Enkui's mind like lightning that parts the dark clouds.
She saw the guards' attention entirely drawn to the divinities and the riot at the Cave Camp, neglecting the onlooking residents around them.
She saw gangsters and smugglers fleeing in panic, no different from a scurry of rats in their desperate flurry.
She saw the company's Guard Squad lose its former sharpness; they held their guns but dared not aim at the divinities. Wanting to leave but fearing their superiors' reprimand, they stood frozen in place.
She also noticed that the divinities, surrounded by lightning in the sky, whether in actions or tone, had a bit of the taste of the Divine Envoy. Perhaps their appearance in the City of Defense was the will of the gods themselves.
If this isn't a chance, then they deserve to be slaves to the company for a lifetime!
