"That is unlikely to happen," Graves said with a raspy voice that was more whispering than actually speaking. "We have more of us on our side. When the world does get overturned by monsters, we will emerge victorious in the end with the Apostles we have gathered."
"And what about the millions, even hundreds of millions of people that will die in the end because of the monsters? Are you willing to let so many thoughts, so many minds just disappear?"
"A small sacrifice that we're willing to make," Noraxis said.
"That's a small sacrifice to you?" Ning asked, anger visible in his eyes. He knew he hated these Constellations for what they did, but he didn't know he would hate them so openly.
"Hundreds of millions of people is nothing to you?" Ning asked.
"We only care about our own survival," the squid-faced Helus said. His tentacles slopped around the ground, moving unnaturally.