In front of the council house, Gemage stood invisibly. The building was a red-ish brown rectangular prism. The edges were made of another material in white. Most windows were covered in curtains. Some were opened. People were walking and working inside the house. Some were at the strategic level, but most were just working at the operational level. All these could end and vanish in a second.

Should he do it or not? Gemage hesitated in front of the building. He was here to bring justice to the people in Inrua, Baylo, and every other suffering cites. Perhaps, he could fulfill his own little desire, by the way. He needed to be this hero. He was the only one that could be and the only one this nation needed. The consideration of innocent lives inside the building only existed for merely a second. It flickered and disappeared.

“They’d never expect I’ll use them this way,” Alpha Fox plodded in the lightless path with her gloves that were glowing red lights. She lifted her right hand upon her head to get the light further into the darkness.

The path was under the council house made of unexquisite metals that smelled like the corpse of a mouse. Also, they weren’t stepping on dirty waters, and the place wasn’t moist, Tireless still felt like they were walking in a sewer. There might be a chance that Alpha Fox felt the same way, but Tireless had no curiosity about it at all.

“I don’t think a lot of people up there knew this place,” Tireless had his sight attracted to the wall of the sewer for a few seconds, “The one who’s in charge of this must come often.”

“How?” she asked as she turned he heads to a 90 degree and caught Tireless staring at the wall, “and what’s on it?”

“Nothing. It’s just that there are workers in this house for every hour of every day. No one will be able to hide this place if it is used regularly,” Tireless answered as he took out the rough brass ball in his pocket.

“Wait,” Alpha Fox stopped and lifted her left hand in front of Tireless, “here is a stair.”

A giant boom went through the ground and came into the sewer. As everything collapsed, Tireless had all his strength gathered around his legs and popped himself toward Alpha Fox with elasticity.

Standing in front of the front desk, Gemage looked into the eyes of the woman standing in front of him. She had a pair of green eyes, and her lip was covered in grey dye. Her hair was golden, and she was writing something on the front desk. What she wrote wouldn’t matter. Nothing she did today would ever matter. She was a woman with her own backstory. If her life got erased in the next second, nothing about her wouldn’t ever shine again. Gemage hesitated again, but how could a hero get stopped by a supporting character? Maybe cowards like Sky Passerby would be scared back to his shelter and cry. Unfortunately, Gemage was not Sky Passerby.

Gemage got his body covered in bright white light. The light twinkled speedily between brighter than the sun and simply glinting. Within three seconds, the explosion happened. As the flame swallowed the front hall, tens of tennis-ball-sized white light balls got flipped into all the rooms. Meeting rooms, offices, bathrooms, depots, and many more had no luck escaping.

Those white light balls also devoured those rooms with explosions. Pieces of the council house pitched away into the garden surrounding it. The garden was also broken. While the smoke of destruction faded into thin air, Glanexeem Xilix, the Gemage, hovered in the air and looked at the big hole under him. The explosion destroyed not only the building but also the floor and the structure beneath it.

Gemage had his heart bumping in a direction that he himself didn’t understand. Hundreds of lives were taken by him. Hundreds of supporting characters left this world. Hundreds of people were sacrificed for his goal of justice.

Was it just it? Gemage couldn’t decide which quadrant his heart was falling in. He knew he had cut down the tumor of the nation. He knew that he brought revenge to those that the council hurt. This revenge was justice, or was it? He was just at the cliff of persuading himself that no evil could continue from now on.

One of the pieces of the ruin moved slightly. A man in green and red with his back propping the big ceiling pieces limped out with a woman in his arms. Without any emotions or surges, Gemage flew down to the ruin. He stopped and landed in front of the man in green but also in red.

“You don’t look like one of them,” Gemage said in a considered more leisurely tone, “I guess you are Tireless?”

“What did you do?” Tireless put Barnala down next to him with his left eye totally covered in blood and most of his cloth broken. His sound was slight as a whisper. Crouching on the ground with a huge penetration on his left shoulder, Tireless had his last sight on Alpha Fox. Her left arm was bleeding, and fleshes were flipped outside the skin with pieces of bones falling down.

“What?” Gemage got a bit closer to Tireless with his waist bent 45 degrees. “What did you do?!” Tireless broke into madness as his sight avoided that deeply disabled arm. He grasped Gemage by the suit collar. Although the wounds and penetrations on him got his every piece bleeding, he still lifted Gemage into the air with his hurts, which had just started recovering, torn apart again.

“I killed all the bad guys and revenged for the goods. Alright?” Gemage held Tireless’ arms and pushed him away with the help of an invisible gust that flew from his two sides.

Tireless’ back smashed on a piece of ruin that stuck out from the ruin-made floor. He had his left leg reluctantly holding himself from sitting down and his right leg trying to get himself back to the stance. His left arm was holding the wound on his ribs. “But what’s next? Let Brody and his men take over to torture the rest residents in Epiorchard?”

“Hey! No! I’ll stop them if they do that!” Gemage hovered into the air again with a bit of him being annoyed by the man in front of him, “Also, they won’t do that! Come on!” he raised his hands into the air fast and non-gently.

“They will. They definitely will! Because they hate the upper class. It ain’t just a conflict between the council and people. It is a conflict between classes.” Tireless stood up with the help of his right arm. A piece of rock got flung toward Gemage as Tireless brandished his left arm from his right ribs to the left side.

“The only way they won’t do it is that the upper class takes charge faster than them and blames things you did on them!” The stone got blocked and bounced away by the energetic shield of Gemage, but the shield couldn’t block words.

“Then I’ll stop them,” Gemage said immediately after Tireless. It wasn’t just a part of Gemage who was annoyed. The good and humble part of him annoyed the rest of him.

“So you can be a worse tyrant than the former one?”

Tireless lay on the floor right next to Alpha Fox as he finished his sentence, and the blue laser went directly through his chest. Gemage also disappeared on the same day. The only thing left was a place that suffered from the war that was started by General Kizac. Sky Passerby was probably the last hero last after the war.