"Uh, well, Amanda Waller said you'd been captured, so we came here to rescue you."
Bloodsport suddenly felt a little awkward and could not help asking Rick:
"Were you having tea?"
Bloodsport looked rather embarrassed as he questioned Rick.
"That's right. This is Sol Soria, the leader of this country's Freedom Fighters. She saved me earlier."
Rick did not realize anything was wrong and continued smiling as he introduced her to Bloodsport and the others.
"Wait. You all made it here, so why didn't my people warn me?"
Soria came to her senses, frowned at them, and voiced her confusion.
There were dozens, perhaps over a hundred people in this camp. Though it was early morning and many had yet to wake up, there should still have been guards on watch. So how had this group reached the tent at the very center without anyone warning her?
It was simply too strange.
"Well, I don't know. We didn't see anyone when we came in."
Bloodsport said awkwardly, while Peacemaker nodded in agreement beside him.
"That's right, that's right. We didn't see a single person."
So the people in this camp, who should have been their allies, had actually all been wiped out by the few of them. Not one was left.
Even these villains were too embarrassed to admit they had slaughtered their own allies.
It was fucking humiliating.
"I imagined them as my mother, then killed them all."
Polka-Dot Man said it with complete honesty.
The guy was actually cowardly and timid, and he had suffered abuse from his mother since childhood. Only by imagining his enemies as his mother could he bring himself to strike ruthlessly.
It was only one short sentence, yet it contained an enormous amount of information.
"..."
After hearing that, Rick could not help