After Sayaka froze the terrorists and the unknown force struck them, everyone engaged in battle, but the only side experiencing heavy losses was the terrorist side. At this rate, Marcus would have to make a run for it to be able to fight another day. He clenched his fist, cursing the Connectors and their odd powers. If only he wasn't a mere human.
And as he was thinking that, a spear of light came down and with an expansive wave, light filled the park. He was obviously dumbfound at this, but soon a girl, who Marcus deduced was the cause of the spear, stood up and starting lecturing everyone.
The girl truly sounded as someone who was preaching the right things. Peace and love, asking everyone why should they continue with this pointless conflict. The child really believed that she was a saint... Just who the hell did this child think she was? Acting all high and mighty, talking as if she has already gone through hell and back. What did she know about true suffering? She was just a frigging child, for the love of god! Even if her spirit was the one talking, did such a thing held some kind of right to bring judgement upon them? It was just something that lived long ago, what did it know of how life was lived nowadays? As more and more words got out of the girl's mouth, more did it piss Marcus off.
So, he waited, until the glorified little kid finished her monologue, and when she did and extended her hand, the first to walk to her was Marcus, with a stiff expression on his face. Everyone else around him felt disheartened, guys who were trying to pacify Grimm ceased hostilities, everyone had in their minds, was it really worth it? Risking your life for just money? Many knew that no, it wasn't enough reason to risk their lives AND the lives of others because of such a thing. But still, Marcus had the last word, should they pull out or send everyone to hell was up to him.
And as the leader of the terrorist organization, Marcus took a hold of Eclaire's hand. A gentle touch, as not to scare the girl. After taking it and slowly growing accustomed to it, he firmly shook it. "Miss... What you speak, is something really beautiful. Indeed, is it really worth risking our lives just for money? What would our families say if they saw us now? What would our friends say?" A shadow fell unto his face and he looks down, but soon, he raises his head and looks at Eclaire dead in the eye. He seems to be about to burst into tears, the only thing holding it in is his anger, which is present in his eyes. He seems to loathe Eclaire with every fibre of his being. "Oh, right. THEY ARE F*CKIN' GONE!" As he shouted this, every terrorist was reminded of why they were here, with bombs rigged to their bodies. Of course, they didn't had anything else to lose.
Marcus pulls Eclaire towards him and then grabs her by her neck. "Don't think we're just doing this 'cause we don't wanna work again. No, our families were all taken by the lot of you damn Connectors, and my friends? Loyal bastards are standing here right now with me! Accompanying me in this crazy shit! I was the only one who wanted revenge, they could have just gon' and live their lives comfortably, working, maybe even make a new family, but no, they decided to accompany me." Silent tears roll down his cheeks.
"What can a child like you know of the world girl?! You have been livin' your life in this sanctified piece of island, never worrying your pretty little head on what may be happening on the outside. You damn Connectors are the friggin' aliens here!" He shouted. He was hurt, deep in his heart, but he wasn't about to tell the story of his life to some damn kid. With a firm grip still on the kid's throat, he takes out his gun and points it at her temple. "Fair judgement my ass... I'll be passing trial right now."
He put his finger in the trigger and was about to pull it, and, at the same time, every other terrorist resumed hostilities with a big cheer. After being reminded of why they were here for, they were revitalized. Pushing their bodies at inhuman paces, they were even able to pull back the Tsurara police force. After the pep talk, will the tables turn on their favour?