When Marquis begged for mercy, Zac stayed silent. Miles croaked, "It's no use. We're resigned to our fate; let's just wait to die!"
Marquis, unwilling to accept it, shouted, "Shut up! Miles, you're supposed to be an official! Where's your authority gone?"
All the fear and frustration Miles had bottled up finally erupted as he roared, "Do you know who he is? He's from the military! What do you think you can use to fight him? He could wipe us out without breaking a sweat!"
"W-What did you say? He's from the military?" Marquis was stunned, his face draining of color in an instant.
Miles cursed, "You bast*rd, Marquis! You got me into this mess! You're the one who tried to frame Sam. Why don't you just die!"
"Shut up!" Zac said coldly. "If you want to argue, take it to hell. Don't disturb
