「Who are they?」
「They are our brothers 」
「Why did you go down there?」
「I just wanted to see my brothers look like」
「But where is our mediator Maria?」
「It was their hands
that built this city, father 」
「Where is my son!?」
「Tomorrow, the thousand ask angry
“where is my son”」
「save my son
thank heaven 」
「between the hand and brain 」
