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His words caused a loud uproar. I could hear quite a few people screaming and moaning out loud. Though as I looked around the leaders of the groups had not said anything yet. Most of the core members of these groups had also not said anything just said anything yet.
Then there was a loud voice that echoed over the rest, this voice also caused everyone to shut up at once. It was the commander. "Why does he want to do this?"
Everyone hearing the question then all looked over at where I was standing. All of their sudden gazes made me a little nervous but as I walked up to the stand at the beckoning of the old man, I settled them all. I had dealt with much worse than this.
Once I was on the stand and looking at them all. I found that I had no words, instead, I stood there silently as I looked at them all for a few moments. They all quickly became restless and just as they were about to yell I finally spoke.