One Rifle Or Two Rifles?

"It's nice out here, isn't it, Ves?"

"It is." Ves gradually smiled. "I have enjoyed too few moments like this. Is this what you seek in your life?"

Venerable Stark let out a soft snort. "I wish I could embrace peace, but there is only war in my heart."

Ves frowned at her words.

"We talked about this, Davia. Years have passed since the sandmen have been wiped out by the Big Two. You need to move on. Everyone else has already done a good job at that. The Red Ocean offers a new start to everyone including you. There is no need to hang on to old and forgotten grudges anymore.

"I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DEAD!" Venerable Stark burst out as her force of will briefly pressed upon the lake environment!

Ves almost recoiled from her and quickly raised his palm. "Calm down, please! You don't need to raise your voice!"