The crowd swarmed onto the balcony, and Damien was no match for so many people. The blood stains on his shirt gradually increased. I couldn't tell if it was from his own blood or the blood of others.
I stood on the deck and averted my gaze. Even though I didn't love him anymore, it seemed like I couldn't just watch him die either.
Dexter shot me a glance before turning to the rabid crowd below. "His mother is on one of the rescue ships. If you kill him, there's no way you're getting off this ship even if you do manage to find the president of Crowdstar Group."
After his words, the people immediately stopped what they were doing.
"Don't listen to his bullshit. That guy is definitely the president. I say we kill this one first before we go up and get him. Then, we'll turn him in in exchange for our freedom!"
"Yeah, let's kill him first!"
