"A Squirrel Faction member."
Lann's fingers casually pointed at the One-Eyed Elf across the campfire.
"A commander of a guerrilla organization that engages in indiscriminate attacks and intimidation through violence and torture."
"You say you want to truly save your species?"
"If it were a legitimate Squirrel Faction," Iophis showed no surprise or awkwardness in response to Lann's questioning.
"As I mentioned before, the 'young bloods, the reckless youths,' they indeed are not worthy of discussing these issues."
"But I believe I have already proven through self-reflection that I am not that kind of person."
The Demon Hunter nodded noncommittally.
"Yet you still, earlier today," Sachia interjected beside him, pointing her less-injured right hand towards the moonlit sky, "just during the daytime."
"You were still plotting to use the power of the Terror Tyrannosaurus to massacre all human settlements in the Ponta River Valley."
