Geoffrey's POV:
In the glaring face of power and force, these werewolves from outside the wall had no choice but to give in, no matter how reluctant they were. They decided to let go of their children's hands. On their faces, I could see the complexity and humility of human nature expressed so clearly.
I was ecstatic to see this movement.
It did feel good to have the power to decide on the lives of others.
Through this, I was also more certain now that I had chosen the right path.
"Take the kids back," I ordered my men to start taking the children away.
As expected, none of the children wanted to cooperate. They cried out loud and didn't want to let go of their parents. For a moment, I thought the cries would never end.
Some children, the older ones, didn't cry as much, but they were definitely more difficult to drag away than the smaller ones.
At this age, they probably developed their own views of the world and knew right from wrong. Perhaps for some of them, today was the day they would understand that the beautiful world they were living in was just something I made up. After realizing that, these obedient children eventually turned aggressive.
"I don't want to go back. I would rather suffer outside the wall than live without my parents."
A little boy, about eight or nine years old, spoke up. He was trying to negotiate with the soldiers. One of the younger ones shouted, "I don't want the food and toys anymore. I just want to be with my parents!"
Hearing their children cry, the parents also began to cry. I heard a few parents try to convince their children to stay inside the wall, where life was happier and safer.
But the children refused to listen. Instead, they held on tighter to their parents.
"Look at what you've done," Flora glared at me. "Are you satisfied, Geoffrey?"
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