Through all that occurred, Moby stood at center stage, his shoulders broad and his arms out wide in firm conviction to his cause.
As expected, the crowd stood up in applause, cheering after the passionate speech they had heard. However, equally as expected, there were several people sat still, some even with clear disgust upon their faces, after all, this crowd was filled with nobles and rich people alike.
The prospect of helping the weak had never once crossed their minds, some even could not help but cringe at the prospect. Many of them may have even been exploiting the weak for their own selfish gain to successfully run their businesses. What was most surprising was that there were equally as many supporters as haters in the stands, and the overwhelming cheers masked any words of disdain.
This chapter took much longer than I expected.