"Lord Mokaka, please let us leave."
In the camp, a civilian knocked heavily on the barrier at the exit. Seeing that the barrier showed no sign of opening, the civilian turned unceremoniously to shout at Mokaka.
Beside him stood hundreds of civilians who shared the same desire to leave.
"Wh... why?"
Seated in the holographic garden, Mokaka instinctively questioned, trying desperately to maintain a calm exterior, although a storm had already erupted inside her.
"I can protect you, like I did before..."
She tried to persuade them, hoping to witness the scene where her words commanded response, just like when she first arrived on the Floating Island.
Mokaka always believed that she was a qualified leader and should be respected.
But reality did not unfold the way she expected.
Those people... those citizens who once were loyal to Mokaka, upon hearing her words, did not calm down and halt their steps; instead, they showed faces of disdain and irritation.
