It became apparent that this unknown terrorist organization was more cunning and calculated than initially presumed; they must have spent months planning this invasion to the smallest detail. Right now, there were only two possibilities for the identity of the terrorists that I could come up with: either the Dogma of Yallareon or the Scavengers who orchestrated this invasion.
An anxious voice came from a tall man standing next to me, "How could the world government lose to these terrorists? And those guards, how could they be so useless?"
Though I disagreed with his attitude, I chose to remain silent. As a grown adult, he seemed unlikely to change his mind. However, my friend Shan was irritated by his comments and stepped forward to confront the man. Shan, being noticeably taller, looked down at the adult.
