"I know nothing there."
Talia has been known by everyone who had ever met her to be completely highheaded; perhaps the most bigoted person in the entire world. She's also filled with arrogance and thinks that everyone weaker than her doesn't deserve her time.
But right now, as the two of them were alone in the large hall, it made it obvious that the confidence that surrounded her entire persona was just crumbling in front of Rhys, and the only thing he could see was an old woman who was lost in a world which had already moved on without her.
"...And why does that matter?"
Rhys, however, was almost completely indifferent and he wasn't afraid at all to show it to Talia, "The world wasn't ready when you and your people started massacring the Lowborns and causing a great war to ravage the world."
"...You're right," Talia took in a deep breath as she nodded several times, "I... don't have the right to worry."
"Ironically enough, spending most of your life in prison kept you safe from the harshness of the world you helped build," Rhys let out a small but very deep sigh as he held Talia's chin and faced her eyes on him, "People haven't forgotten you, Talia. About what you did. Your face has been on every relevant history book. I think you're even in a museum. And it's so easier now to try and reach you."
"I do not regret what I did," Talia looked Rhys in the eyes, "I am proud of it. I was wrong, but in the end, I believe what I did created you, resulted in you — the perfect being...
...My Fuhrer."
"...Pft," Rhys could not help but let out a small chuckle as he shook his head, "Are you sure the world isn't the one that's not ready for you?"
"I won't be alive for long anyway," Talia scoffed, "A hundred years old, I've already overstayed my welcome."
"Well, that's not something I'll permit," Rhys then pulled Talia closer to him, "Death can have you only on my terms."
"..." Talia looked at both of Rhys's eyes for a few seconds before a small smile crawled on her face, "As you wish, my Fuhrer."
"You've changed the world before," Rhys whispered, "Now we just have to do it again."
"And the world you'll create would trump anything they have ever zeen," Talia closed her eyes, "And as your sword, I make a solemn vow to you that I will make it possible... even if I have to drown the world in blood again."
"...My god, you guys are insufferable."
"What are you doing here...?"
And as Talia was having her moment, Dominique, who had actually entered the prison hall minutes ago, could no longer help herself as she almost shivered while approaching the two,
"Must be nice to finally go out there after almost a century, huh?" Dominique sighed, "I'll probably just rot here along with the gang. I still have like 3 life sentences left."
"What are you talking about, Dominique?" Rhys squinted his eyes as he looked at Dominique; a small confused breath, escaping his smirking lips, "You're also being pardoned."
"W... what!?"
"Well, not really."
"..." The excitement on Dominique's face quickly faded away as she looked blankly at Rhys's face, "You little—"
"You're dead," Rhys sighed, "You and your family are dead, killed during Mike and Art's rampage."
"I came to get you, you should be honored that I am wasting so much time just by being here," Hannah crossed her arms as she looked at the entourage behind Rhys, "And I have to say, you've surrounded yourself with some weird people again. And she's the weirdest one."
Hannah did not really point at someone—no. She was pointing at Rhys's shadow, and without even a second after doing so, Maria emerged from the ground.
"H," Maria breathed out; her face, even more stoic than it usually is, "I see your father has you running errands again. I suppose you are our chauffeur?"
"Don't fucking push it, bitch," Hannah snarled before approaching closer and looking Rhys in the eyes, "Are these all of you? Let's not waste any more time and go. This place gives me the fucking creeps — you really stayed here for more than a month?"
"It's not that bad."
"Maybe for you," Hannah scoffed, "My friends at the association were actually taking bets of when you're going to escape — turns out you didn't need to."
"You do not have any friends, H," Maria smirked.
"Shut the fuck up, you fucking pervert," Hannah raised her middle finger at Maria, "Let's go — your pets better not shit on the heli."
"They're not animals, Hannah."
"We're all animals," Hannah once again scoffed as she just gestured to Rhys to get on the helicopter, "Some are just more in tune with their nature than others... like you. A wild beast wearing an innocent sheep's clothing."
"...I don't think that's how that saying goes," Rhys could really only sigh as Hannah rolled her eyes and just got on the helicopter without even waiting for any of them.
"Everyone, please."
And without even waiting for Rhys to fully turn and call them, Dominique quickly got on the helicopter along with her gang.
"Let's fucking go! We gonna get laid outside!"
"Excuse me...?"
"I... I mean, they are gonna get laid," Dominique could really only swallow her words as her girlfriend glared at her, "Rhys, come on!"
And while the humans had no problem boarding the helicopter, the cenleons were completely worried. Even Edissa could really only stare at the helicopter.
"Rhys... are you sure that it's not going to eat us?"
"...It's a machine," Rhys sighed, "Look, it's being controlled by someone."
"I've seen it several times... It's still just so—"
"Wait," Rhys squinted his eyes as he suddenly heard something from the distance, "Something's... moving toward us."
"I hear it too," Edissa's ears perked up. And it wasn't only the rest of the cenleons all looked toward the same direction, "It's... some sort of whistle?"
"!!!" Rhys's eyes widened as he quickly turned to look at the helicopter where everyone was, "Talia...
...Missile!"