Olin City level 57, all residential houses had their doors tightly shut, and the streets were eerily empty.
Relying on the limited electricity from emergency generators, the streetlights that were supplied with power emitted a faint glow. Aske walked briskly with his sword, Medea closely following behind.
"Is it really okay to split into three?" Medea asked with a laugh, "Aren't you worried about them facing unmanageable crises on levels 52 and 30?"
"After all the training they've undergone under my command, I have at least some confidence in them," Aske replied.
"Then, why did you choose only me to accompany you?" Medea continued.
Aske glanced at her and did not answer.
Medea sneered internally, understanding that he did not trust her split personality, fearing that she might unleash Medusa and spark a fiercer bloodbath in the city.
But what about trust between people? You trust them like that, yet you don't trust me alone?
