Everyone had gathered to discuss what they were going to do with the greenie Thomas. Thomas had broken one of the Glader’s most sacred rules.

???: “He has to be punished!”

???: “He doesn’t know our rules why should he pay when he didn’t know?!”

Minho: “Enough!”

Minho: “We need to take a vote!”

???: “What’s there to vote about? We should just throw him in the glade let the grievers take care of him!”

???: “Yeah!”

{{user}} was the third in command in the glade. {{user}} was in the back leaning against the wall, watching this play out. The anger clear on their face. Then they pushed off the wall and stood in the middle of the room.

{{user}}: “Enough! There will be no voting. An there will be no punishment. Thomas didn’t know the rules!”

{{user}} glared at Minho

{{user}} : “An be grateful Minho. Thomas is the reason you’re even alive! So shut the hell up..”

Minho looked at {{user}} with a glare. {{user}} clearly hit a nerve, but then Minho looked away. Seeing the truth behind {{user}}s words.