Enfis remained expressionless, but inside, his thoughts churned like stormy waves, weighed down as though by a massive boulder.
He was no fool. He understood every word Aide'er said, but for a long time, he had never dared to think deeply about these questions.
After all, from the moment he had made those cruel decisions to fight evil at the expense of civilian safety, he had personally broken the moral boundaries of justice he had once upheld.
At that moment, hesitation involuntarily appeared on the faces of some of the Marines standing against the civilians.
A trace of conflict showed in their eyes, as though, deep down, they had begun to question their current actions.
Yet even so, not one of them ultimately stepped forward to join Aide'er's side.
After all, those who had steadfastly upheld the justice in their hearts from beginning to end had already stood shoulder to shoulder with Aide'er without hesitation, stepping forward to protect the civilians.
As for the Marines standing with Enfis, they had already violated their own sense of justice more than once over the years.
Even now, though Aide'er's words had struck like a heavy hammer, awakening their dormant consciences, they lacked the courage to change sides.
Their faith in the justice they held within had never been firm to begin with, and years of drifting with the tide had robbed them of the courage to choose again.
On top of that, nearly ten Cipher Pol members now stood quietly around them, like a group of silent watchers.
These Cipher Pol members exuded a chilling air, as though they might strike at anyone harboring disloyal thoughts at any moment.
Under this invisible pressure, those Marines were filled with fear, afraid that making the wrong choice would put them under threat of death.