Taking a deep breath, he stood up, looked at his companions behind him, and spoke solemnly.
"We must go provide support. Thank you all for your help earlier."
With that, he led the militiamen and the supply transport teams, running quickly towards the Island. He paid no mind to the Island's extremely unfavorable situation.
It seemed they had a specific location that allowed them direct entry to the Island.
Watching their departing figures, Alka stood in place, thinking. The others also looked at Alka, waiting for his decision. In the current situation, helping or not helping could both be justified. It was merely a question of whether the benefits of helping outweighed the costs.
