Trapped On The Battlefield
Ezra stood there, meeting X's intense gaze.
The man was looking to him for answers and Ezra was currently filled with indecision.
"You know, you shouldn't be asking me that." He chuckled, turning away from X to watch the pond.
"One part of me wants you to work under me. To do my every bidding and remove the obstacles on my way. The other part of me wants me to tear your face to pieces and crush your heart in my hands." He chuckled. "Which part should I listen to?"
X watched him carefully before sighing in defeat. "I guess finding an answer wouldn't have been that easy."
"Of course, it wouldn't." Ezra said. "Besides, the decision has to come from you. If you don't make the choice yourself, you'll always feel cheated. Don't take the easy way out and figure it out on your own."
"I see." X said.
After a moment, he walked to the nearby pond, picking up a few stones and began skipping them on the surface of the water.