Clairvoyance

She meets my eyes, panting with one hand clutching her chest, as if startled.

"C-can't I?"

Meeting my gaze, she opens her mouth tentatively.

"..."

There's no clear reason to.

And a woman asking me to tear the Emperor limb from limb and feed him to wild animals isn't exactly trustworthy, either.

There'd be nothing to gain even if we succeeded.

Rebellion isn't an adventure; it's no different from suicide.

We still don't know the Emperor's true intentions, and Sylvia might be deceiving us.

Of course, I don't have much faith in the Emperor myself, either...