Alen could feel the tension thickening in the air. He glanced between Raze and Mordain, noticing the faint edge of anger sharpening Raze's voice. He had no idea why. From Alen's perspective, Mordain hadn't said anything unusual. If anything, most of the soldiers present agreed with him. It was the general consensus among the military.
"You say my opinion is wrong," Raze said, his tone low but cutting, "and why is that? Because you've studied all the information handed to you by the world above? Because they fed you their carefully selected statistics, their convenient reports, their polished narratives, all designed to make them look like the righteous, while branding others as irredeemable villains?"
His eyes narrowed, and the flicker of dark energy in his aura made several of the younger soldiers instinctively step back.
