To my pleasant surprise, Eun-Woo didn't ask any questions when he heard about an entire village being massacred over a petty feud. His usual teddy bear-like demeanor shifted into one of resolute righteousness. For a moment, I saw something different in his eyes—a flicker of pain, of understanding, like he was struggling to come to terms with what we had to do. But he didn't voice it. Maybe he understood me better than I thought. But what in this world is right... I thought grimly. Aren't we about to do the same thing as that bastard?