Ari hovered over the destruction he created….
He had to give his victims credit…. Despite the steep difference in power, the nation’s military forces, and its citizens were still trying to give them a fight back…..
They were once known for both their guerilla tactics in the past, and their mob fighting style….
Another glimpse of images flashing before his eyes…..
The same woman, older than him, washing his dirty clothes from one of his clashes with another mob of youth, she said nothing, but the streak of tears on her cheeks made him realize that he was hurting her heart….
What is that….? Ari thought as he palmed his right side of his head and eye, the headache was still quite painful….
He shook his head to get rid of the headache as he was approaching the house they'd been using as
