"I knew it, people like us, everything we say is not to be trusted."
"Sigh, I shouldn't have had any hope."
"Why on earth did those Empire dogs capture us? We're just scavengers, not wanted criminals. Is picking up garbage illegal?"
"My brother will really come to rescue me. I've already asked him for help three times; he surely believes me," Zorro forced himself to sit up, explaining.
Asking for help three times? Surely believes you? The crowd was too exhausted to even sneer.
"What's your brother's power?" asked a nearby Goblin with a harsh tone.
"A Level..." Zorro managed to speak, gasping heavily.
"You gotta be kidding, what's an A Level worth? This is an entire fleet of the roaming legion, and they have seven A Level life forms!"
"Don't worry, my brother can't do it, but his leader is powerful..." Zorro did not pause this time, continuing, "More precisely, his leader's leader is very powerful."
