Allen's group left the Soul Burners' camp. They were now back in their room, contemplating the offer that was handed to them by Wesley.
"They want us to become one of them?" Gwen scoffed. "No way in seven hells. Oh, my goodness what is that?"
Stacey walked out of the kitchen and served them their food. It was already time for dinner, and Stacey was the one cooking.
"I made them do errands," Allen said simply. "That was why I was spaced out a lot of times before."
"Mmm," Gwen narrowed her eyes and inspected Allen. "It seems so."
"What now?" Jeremy asked. "Allen, what's our next move?"
Allen sighed and shook his head. "Nothing. They have their separate cause, and we have our own. We have different principles now, different goals."
"What if we'll meet in the middle of it all?" Jeremy asked. "What will happen then?"
"We fight," Allen replied. "That's all we have to do."
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