Michael's eyes darkened. From a simple glance he knew what Peter and the Adepts following him were thinking.
"Are you certain? You all should know what that means better than anyone."
Even Michael wanted to get out of the settlement as fast as possible.
"Yes, we know what we are doing."
A bittersweet smile spread over Peter's face.
"Celestia is huge. Just because we have rescued a few civilians doesn't mean that there aren't others that are in need of help. Young, elderly, strong, weak. There are many more souls to save."
The man chuckled.
"Besides, I heard the order. You depart in ten minutes, right? Undoubtedly some criminals will be too late to reach you before that. We plan to team up with them, increasing our chances of survival."
In their eyes the criminals had redeemed themselves. Even if they had something to gain, at the end of the day, they had risked their lives to aid the evacuation of the civilians.
"..."
