The man with the scar shifted, his hardened expression softening just a fraction. "You think you can change the tide? You’ve seen what the council does to those who oppose them. They won’t hesitate to bury you both alive."
Mia took a deep breath, her voice unwavering. "We’ve already been marked. If we don’t act, we’ll be buried in silence. But if we unite, we can expose the council’s darkest secrets. We have proof that they’re embezzling funds meant for the community, diverting resources to line their pockets."
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
Ethan stepped forward, his heart echoing the urgency in Mia’s words. "We can gather evidence, rally the community, and dismantle their grip — this is our moment. The council thinks they control us, but they’re wrong. Together, we can reclaim our future!"
The tall man’s eyes narrowed, weighing the risk against the possibility. After a long pause, he nodded slowly.
"All right. I’ll help you. But know this: if you fail, it won’t just be you suffering the consequences."