[Her grip tightens around the sun pendant; unknowingly leaving tiny imprints in her hand. The ground around her seems not to die, but cease to exist at all. A black patch seems to spread around her feet as she listens to his assumptions. There's so much there. So many assumptions to things that she will never even have the slightest option. It isn't even the assumptions about her that anger her. It's the casualness with which he talks about something that would harm the people. The dismissive way he talks about Zeno who gives his everything for everyone and has suffered the most.]
I have no problem with fighting my own battles and neither does Zeno. That's not what I found troubling.
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I have no problem with fighting my own battles and neither does Zeno. That's not what I found troubling.