The ragtag group of rebels looked onward as Simon stepped up to speak to the fat man in the mirror. Everything was riding on this. Whatever Simon says to the man would decide the fate of the entire rebellion. With just a few small words, they could be forced back to their lives of servitude, god only knew what kind of horrors they would do the humans.
As Simon closed the gap, the fat man smiled widely, showing only a thin pretense of what was really happening. He held all the cards, all that was to be decided now was whether the usurpers would be dealt with violently....or well...slightly less...
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