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Alan leaned against the cold wall, his eyes filled with both doubt and deep caution. He gazed at Sarah, his voice low and uncertain: "It's not that I don't want to believe you, but... besides being a mage, I really don't know anything about you. Your identity, your background, your motives, what are they? You keep saying we have a common enemy, as if you know something about my past, but I know nothing about you."
Sarah smiled slightly, her eyes shimmering with a hint of mystery, as if hiding unfathomable secrets. She walked gently to Alan's side, maintaining a moderate distance, and then spoke quietly: "Your doubts are reasonable. In this world where stratagems abound, trust is not something easily given."
Sara suddenly became serious, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes. "I used to believe deeply in the Four Symbols, especially the God of Truth. I revered him and saw him as a guiding presence leading me towards the light. But the God of Truth betrayed me, giving me this..."
As she spoke, Sara suddenly lifted her shirt. Alan instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, startled by this sudden action.
Sara seemed to find Alan's reaction amusing. "What's wrong, can't bear to look? Are you a virgin? Take a good look at my stomach."
Alan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately let go of his hand. His gaze fell on Sara's abdomen, where there was a scar, with a peculiar and profound shape, like a permanent mark.
"This is what the God of Truth left for me. A perpetual reminder of the so-called sacred hypocrisy," Sarah's voice carried a hint of anger and pain. "When I discovered the truth, they tried to silence me, and this scar is the evidence of my resistance."
Alan gazed at the scar, feeling a surge of empathy in his heart. "You have suffered injustice, just like me."
Sara's expression turned serious, "Yes, Alan. We are all victims, played by those self-proclaimed gods. We have a common goal - to expose the truth and overthrow the rule of those false gods. We can be each other's strength."
Alan remained silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "Let's work together, Sara. But I want you to remember, I still remain cautious of you. If you betray me, I won't show mercy."
Sara smiled slightly, seeming satisfied with Alan's attitude. "Don't worry, Alan. Our enemies are too powerful, we need each other's strength."
Alan nodded at Sara and said, "So, do you have a plan?" Sara smiled and said, "Why don't I ask you first, what's your plan?" Alan was speechless for a moment and shook his head, saying, "I... actually don't know. I just want to vent my anger when I return to the mortal world."
Sara listened to Alan's words, furrowing her brow slightly, and then shook her head gently. Her gaze seemed to be assessing Alan's inner thoughts, searching for a glimmer of guidance.
"Venting anger is important, of course, but we need a clearer, more targeted plan," Sara said in a calm tone. "Our enemies are very powerful, not only possessing strong magic and strength, but also controlling the thoughts and beliefs of the people. Blind violence will only lead us faster to failure."
Alan's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but soon he showed a look of agreement. "So what you're saying is that we need to act strategically?" he asked.
Sara nodded. "Yes, we need a plan, a plan that can systematically weaken their power. And we also need allies, people who share the same goals as us."
"Ally?" Alan countered.
"Yes, the resistance army, oppressed civilians, and even some disillusioned nobles and priests. We need to gather all available forces to fight against the Four Symbols and their followers," Sarah's eyes flashed with a determined light.
Alan was still thinking when Sara looked at Alan and continued softly, "Before finding allies, we need a safe base. A secret place where we can plan, rest, and even hide. This will be the cornerstone of our rebellion, a place where we can gather strength."
Alan looked pensive. He understood Sara's words, but he was still struggling inside. His voice carried a hint of doubt, "Organization... activities? I originally thought that these actions could be accomplished by me alone. I am the apostle of the God of Wrath, I possess unmatched power."
Sara smiled gently, her eyes filled with sincerity: "Alan, even the mightiest warrior needs strategy and allies. Fighting alone may be brave, but it's not enough to overthrow the entire system. You need a team, a team that can support you and fight alongside you."
Sara noticed Alan's hesitation and concern. She smiled slightly and said with a tone of understanding, "I understand your worries, Alan. You think your strength is enough to challenge the whole world. But the reality is, no matter how powerful an individual is, they cannot single-handedly oppose a massive system. You need companions, you need strategy."
She paused for a moment and continued, "A base is crucial for us. It's not only our operational center, but also a place for strategic planning and rest. It needs to be hidden, secure, and convenient for our various operations."
Alan's eyes showed a hint of determination as he slowly nodded in agreement. His voice carried a sense of resolve, "Alright, Sarah. I hear you. Let's find a base and get organized. But I hope we can act quickly; the fire in my heart cannot cool down like this."
Sara looked at Alan with a hint of admiration in her eyes. "Don't worry, we will take action, and we will be very careful. Now, we need to find a suitable place to start our plan."
Their eyes met, as if in this moment, a new chapter was quietly unfolding. Their path of revenge would no longer be solitary, but a joint battle of two like-minded individuals.
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