Miracle Potion

Truth was a poison. It lured you to forgo the existing comfort and even make great sacrifices.

Bali clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh and blood dripped from his palms and splashed on the ground.

He agreed with the federation's decision to hunt down Enigma because she was a threat.

But if she wasn't, then…

"You must know that Shadow Guardians are innocent, right? Enigma was their leader." Varian said and raised a brow. "Think about it, if Enigma was guilty, then you can convince yourself that killing them was necessary."

Bali frowned as he felt a weight on his chest. His conscience…it seemed was being twisted as he faced the possibility of an ugly sin.

Varian raised his voice and looked into Bali's eyes. "What if she is actually innocent? Then all their deaths would be cold-blooded murders done for selfish reasons."

There was a certainty with which Dreamer spoke and it unnerved Bali greatly.