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"We can't have more war!" Mei interrupted, uncaring as to what was polite or respectful in regards to proceedings. Immediately her father's hand wrapped around her arm but she forced herself to not react. "It's already devastated us once! We've already lost so much. Land. Food. People. It'll be too much, too soon!" Qiang glared at his daughter, "Mei, be quiet." He hissed but she merely pulled at her arm, ignoring him. "We must make sacrifices for our people. We are the next generation, we're supposed to have learned from our elders' mistakes!"
She couldn't believe what she was hearing here. Did they all want more devastation? More famine and ruin? "We all may as well just kill our own people with the way things are going. Burn our own food and destroy our own homes." She could feel her father's nails extending and beginning to cut into her skin which only fueled her anger further. "Are you kidding me? What sides are we taking? You're all really considering this?"
She couldn't believe what she was hearing here. Did they all want more devastation? More famine and ruin? "We all may as well just kill our own people with the way things are going. Burn our own food and destroy our own homes." She could feel her father's nails extending and beginning to cut into her skin which only fueled her anger further. "Are you kidding me? What sides are we taking? You're all really considering this?"