“Simon...” you say, knitting your eyebrows together in fear. Your heart is racing with the knowledge that he committed a war crime in an attempt to save you.

" what have you done... " you take a step back and turning your gaze to Simon, you see him nervously looking at you in the light of the red and blue flashing lights. His gaze is intense, his brow furrowed. He thought about what to do to save you, even sacrificing his own life.

– I made decisions between you and them. – he says. – I always choose you. – his voice strains, becomes heavy. Now he is losing his position, title, but he is saving you, the one who is so dear to him.

– go. – he says, nodding towards the dark street.