The people of New Sparta shouted Reborn's na, touting their bravery and their quick action to prevent any more death and destruction.
The other elites and the Upper Echelon mbers quickly felt the wind against them. They awkwardly retreated, afraid that the mont of the crowd would quickly grow violent.
This left the majority of the people clamoring for their exits. But most simply focused their attention on the Reborn company.
The Dragonborns beca one of the most famous figures in the entirety of New Sparta, simply because the figures of Jaku, Sheina, and Umisu fighting off those monsters would forever be engrained onto many hearts.
Of course, the Clones themselves were worthy of praise. However, no matter how much adulation they got, they still remained steadfast and emotionless. Like robots. Many had begun to celebrate. They had survived a terrorist attack, after all.
But there were a few who were still worried. Unnerved at the Ersatz silent actions.
Eldea, the Heavenly Swordmistress, was one of them. She still hadn't figured out why Ersatz sicced their monstrous dogs on New Sparta. For what reason? Violence? Death?
Sure, Ersatz had proven to have the capacity for bloodshed before. But never without reason.
In fact, if they wanted to have the most blood on their hands as possible, the Epic Ersatz leader Eldea faced could have easily used his Nascent Influence to kill thousands upon thousands of mortals within a single instant.
Eldea would have countered. But if the Ersatz had done it with the elent of surprise, they could have still decimated New Sparta's population by a third.
They didn't just unleash those Monsters for simply a violent reason. They did it… as a distraction.
After all, where were the other Ersatz mbers? Where were their zombie-like army?
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