"Zoemi, did you really plan on killing Aaron even though you didn't know that he was a powerful martial artist?"
Alan asked, sitting by the bed while the black-haired man was brushing his hair and stylizing it carefully, trying to figure out what looks the best.
"I was attacked right after getting out of a literal cell and then got threatened with death by a star power user. If you woke up and there was a salivating monster about to bite into your neck, would you just chase it away and went about your day?"
Zoemi asked took a deep breath and let out a long sigh while scraping the last hairstyle and starting on making dozens of small braids that would be put into a large ponytail and then curled to resemble the wool of a sheep even just a little bit.
"You consider star power users as monsters...?"
"Everything in this land is a general threat to the people of my homeland. So, yes. I guess you could say that I do."
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