He even remembered what their conversation had been like,
"...Elizabeth, do you know how many people will die because of this plan?"
"I know, but I've made the plan as perfect as possible and minimized the losses. If they don't die now, more will die once Dexter comes into power. Compassion and kindness can't lead troops, you taught me that, and I've come to understand it deeply through those thirty-three battles."
Thinking of this, Damian couldn't help but close his eyes, praying that his and the Griffin Party's choice was correct.
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"Home..."
It wasn't long before the bizarre creature, moving at extraordinary speed, had arrived at the gates of Saint Nali. The Nali police had already lined up their police carriages in a row, and all the armed officers hid behind the carriages, mounting muskets to form a defensive line.
