Kyrie's face flushed red, and his anger flared. "So what, you want to lay a hand on me? We are supposed to be on a mission, and now you want to turn around and hurt one of your own?"

Luna replied coldly, "Kyrie, if you keep running your mouth, I'll make sure you regret it, even if I get punished when we return home. Andrew is one of our own from Holtrien, and he's our country's hero. It seems like you can't wait for him to be dead. Ask yourself this. Are you even worthy of saying that?"

All along the journey, Luna had been silent. But now she suddenly erupted, saying so much at once, and every word carried sharp aggression.

Kyrie was stunned on the spot.

Marco gave a bitter smile. "General Turman asked me to come along precisely to keep the peace and stop the three of you from tearing each other apart. Come on now, don't be angry. We're all comrades."

Luna took a deep breath and said solemnly, "General Acosta, I know. Just now, I got too emotional. I apologize."

Then, she lowered