Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1580

Listening to Sophie, the tension in the air grew thicker by the second.

Sophie? Breaking ribs? Cutting off fingers?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on!"

Robert, who wasn't exactly the bravest soul, jumped in as soon as he grasped what these folks were planning for Spencer. "Come on, man, say something! The Silent Shadows aren't your mom and dad. When things have hit the fan, have they ever really been there for us? Don't be a fool! It's your life that's on the line!" Sophie knew boys their age often fantasized about being the heroes of the world. But really, how many heroes does the world need?

When you're staring down the barrel of life and death, your body kicks into gear long before your brain does.

a noble church poised to push humanity forward! I'll

kid. His head's completely twisted!" Jenna's

like watching a starry-eyed teenager wave around the enemy's flag, chanting

for humanity's progress? That's just the line fed to you gullible kids. You can't

just using you to spread their twisted beliefs! When push comes to shove, they'd gladly have you sacrifice yourself,

organ deals-where do you think those organs come from? They're from people! What kind of people, you ask? You can't seriously think

paled, the reality

benefits are just for the rich, handed out by The Silent Shadows. Their so-called progress only serves the wealthy. Do you really think a kid from your background could fit into The Silent Shadows?

Robert stood there, dumbfounded.