บท 207: Chapter 208

Back at the scene of the confrontation, Phoenix and Milan stood in a rare moment of contemplative silence, their thoughts lingering on the events that had unfolded. John, his demeanor unreadable, approached them slowly, his eyes betraying a mix of relief and lingering turmoil.

"We did what had to be done," Phoenix said quietly, breaking the stillness. "But we must never forget why we fight."

Milan nodded solemnly, the weight of their choices settling upon him like a mantle. "You were right, Phoenix," he admitted, his voice tinged with newfound understanding. "There is a fine line between justice and vengeance."

John, though typically reticent, spoke with a quiet conviction. "We protect the innocent," he stated, his gaze unwavering.