The situation was chaotic as fuck if I said it in any small terms of the way. In bigger terms, the most useful way will be to use the chaos to my own advantage. Of course, this decision to bring out Draxton like this—all beaten up and humiliated—will have problems for me. It will affect issues and cause a loss, even in morale, for the whole tower. But it will be a loss I will have to bear to create an even better future.
'Looks like the ways of things going my way have ended.'
My expression, hidden, was pretty pissed. It would seem perhaps when everything kept going my way, somewhere along the way, I had fallen into the loop that things will always go my way. Especially when I have so much control over the world. But it seems when fate wants to screw you over, it will find ways to screw you over. No matter how good you think you are.
