"Echo chamber? Oh no, the Guild enforces the rules," Molotov clarifies, waving her hand. "They have guides and bylaws and the Council rules over the whole thing. It's... kind of a career track. Professional hatred, playing cat and mouse with your assigned arch."

She can't deny it's stupid. There's a reason she's not involved in it.

"They might not be as pretty as I am, but they are smart," she says with a smirk. "I would probably still sneak out and fire a few bullets into bodies, though. Can't forget to have fun."