We were going back home. The ride back home was filled with a mixture of emotions. We were happy but also a little worried after the incident.
"I can't believe they're not executing them immediately," Daisy grumbled, her voice laced with frustration. "This isn't over. I'm worried that their confinement might give them a chance to plan something. Lizzie is a hell of a dangerous woman."
I understood Daisy's worry, and her words resonated with the fears that many shared. "Daisy, you have to trust in the council’s judgment," I said, trying to re*ssure her. "Their detention location is extremely remote and heavily guarded by soldiers. It's the most secure place in our world. They won't be able to escape. Hopefully" I added, because nothing was sure.
But Daisy remained skeptical, her brow fur
