This is his territory...
How could he end up like this?
Brandan casually lit a cigarette, steadied the car's speed, and heard Iris Harris quietly ask, "Didn't you fight back?"
He was taken aback for a moment, looked up at Iris. She had her head down, pale-faced, looking a bit pitiable.
She was probably scared.
He thought to himself, and gently comforted her, "We've already lost them. Now, we're going home."
Iris asked again, "With your capabilities, it shouldn't have been possible that you couldn't suppress Xavier Gambon's power. Brandan, why did you end up like this?"
River City, no matter what, has always been Brandan's territory.
Brandan exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes showing a trace of indifference in the haze.
"How am I?"
"The wounds on your body..." she said with an expression of disbelief, "Were they all from these three years?"
It could truly be said that he was covered with scars.
Thinking of this made her feel like crying.
