"Mister Marcel," Maple asked me after I gave the order. "Isn't there any other choice?"
I bet there are more choices I could make. But every sight that was in Willow screamed to punish him, for blood. I was still thinking we needed to deliver to him the consequences of his choices, but something was not allowing me to do it.
"I believe this is a good choice" I answered, although I cannot deny I was doubtful.
"And since when do we take orders from him?" replied Milo, ever the complainer. "He ruined our lives! He was the one that sold us and the Queen to the Sacred Army!"
"And what would you have done in my situation?!" Willow answered taking a few steps forward, "I have a family to protect!"
"And so do we!"
"This is not good," Violet said close to me. "You think you can be a leader for them?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused. Leader? I am just trying to help them survive. "I have never asked to be put as their leader"