Bab 603: Making A Weapon

"I don't know if we are going to save anything in the end or not," Stark squeezed his temples, while not finding any way to get out from this disaster unscathed.

"At least we got the portal zone safe," Lara's voice came from behind, startling him for a moment there.

"What's the use? We have a way to bring and send people, but we have no city to make use of any of this."

"At least we have this place intact, well secured," Lara stood by his side, overlooking the entire portal region, "we can rebuild anything, anything but this."

"I know," Stark sighed in a tired way, "but wouldn't it have been great if we ended up ruling everything without losing a single building?"

"I also have the same wish," she sighed in return, paused for a moment there before adding in weird bitterness and regret, "you do know that William warned me before from all this?"

"Really? That youth did?! What did he say?"