'Oh shit!' Kisha cursed inwardly as a grenade was hurled into the building by the opposing group. If the system was going to make her choose, then didn't that mean she couldn't let either side die before making a decision? And what if she failed to intervene—would that count as an automatic failure?
If she had to help, she'd rather help the right people. But the underdog wasn't always the just side—it should be based on the moral compass of the people. The problem was, she didn't have the time to check each party's values with her 'Eye of Truth'. There was no such luxury right now.
Without hesitation, Kisha sprang into action. She leapt off the roof and dived through the window, arms shielding her face as she crashed through the glass. In one fluid motion, she spotted the grenade, snatched it mid-roll, and—like a gust of wind—hurled it skyward before it could detonate.
BOOM!
