When he saw how quickly the power he amassed crumbled, Captain Don't Open Fire nearly spat blood.
He couldn't help but shoot back, "Can't you think about the big picture? Leave the territory-split for later, alright?"
When they heard these words, the other guild leaders panicked, "The big picture? Sanguine Alliance has fallen, and you're talking about the bigger picture? Do you want us to put you on the seat of Twilight City's City Lord before you'll give the territory to us?"
"Bullsh*t, look at him right now. Even if he becomes Twilight City's City Lord, we won't get anything out of it. All he wants is free labour."
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Everyone started from a guild. What was a guild? All it symbolized was the relationships between guild leaders. On the other hand, their subordinates were nothing more than slaves that helped them achieve their objectives.