"You know exactly what you've done." A mercenary clad in a grey robe stepped out from the crowd, glaring coldly at him. "Otherwise, why would you escape today with a guilty conscience? Have you forgotten the oath you took when you joined the mercenary group? The squad leader and everyone else treated you like a brother, so why did you betray us?"
The young man hesitated, showing a hint of struggle on his face. "Caber, I didn't betray you all."
The mercenary named Caber scrutinized him for a moment, sighed, and shook his head. "Come back with us, and we'll naturally believe you."
The young man firmly shook his head. "No, Caber, please don't ask me. I said before, we can't go to Balrog Forest..." He hesitated again and shook his head. "Please trust me this once, believe me, I won't harm you. Think about the past, how could I possibly betray you all—betray everyone—"
