JJ blinked, taken aback. She felt her hands tremble as she tried to wipe away her tears. "And what exactly do you need me for?"
General Osalf stepped back, giving her some space, and gestured toward the towering tech machine. "It's about the Demon, Ty. He's a crucial piece in all of this."
JJ frowned, confusion etched on her face. "Ty? What about him?" She remembered Ty's laughter, his strength when he pulled her from the brink. It felt strange to hear his name from someone like Osalf.
Osalf's expression remained neutral. "So, what you're saying is that you want me to leverage our friendship to have him help you with whatever you are doing?"
"That is correct, in a sense," Osalf confirmed, his voice devoid of malice. "We don't wish him harm. Quite the opposite. We believe he could become a valuable member of the Black Bulls and help fix this broken world."