"Polaris?"
Illusion Blade Kaisalin stood calmly in the midst of everyone, letting the members of the Blood Vial Gang in the warehouse buzz and clamor:
"Is it him who's killing our people?"
"The Second Prince? That savage prince who came back from the north?"
"The same one who bedded both the Northern King and Northern Princess?"
"How come? How did we get involved with such a big shot?"
"Didn't he become a Duke? Shouldn't he be staying nicely in the palace, eating sumptuously, having eighteen maids massage him? Why meddle with us ordinary folks?"
"Which blind member of our gang offended such a deadly figure?"
"No, then what's the point in seeking revenge?"
"This is Emerald City; he's just a guest. He shouldn't dare, right?"
"He's the King's son, the future king. Even if he leads tens of thousands of troops into the city and wipes us out along with the Black Silk Ribbons, no one would dare say anything..."
"How are we supposed to fight against such a big shot?"
