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You see members of the military surveying the rooftops, waiting to intervene if anyone tries anything near some of the more important places.
Of course, chaos and those who want it will find a way, even if it means attacking the less fortunate.
Near the slums, you see some people starting fires, breaking windows and throwing bricks at who you assume are huntsmen.
Narci sees this and quickly runs to a soldier guarding the transport. “Excuse me sir,” she tries to keep a facade of respect and professionalism, betrayed by her hasty tone. “Why isn’t the military assisting over there?”
“Orders from our CO,” the man answers in an uninterested tone. “We’re not to engage and let the huntsmen deal with the more delicate situations.”
Narci looks at you, “We must help them!”
You survey the situation more closely, there are around three or four huntsmen putting out fires, using their bodies as shields to prevent property damage and doing their best to subdue normal people without harming them with their inhuman strength.
‘This really should be the military or the police’s responsibility.’
You notice Grant among the response team, though he doesn’t notice you.
Narci looks at you with the same begging eyes she had when she tried to convince you to bring less people, this time trying to get you to help.
>Help them, you can’t just ignore something like this.
>Leave it to the pros, you’re only half as strong as you were planning after all.
>Other.
