Then she dropped to one knee and bowed her head.
Cinder tensed. “Oh, you don’t have to . . .” She trailed off as, all around her, the crowd started to follow suit. The change was gradual at first but spread like ripples in a pond. Her friends, alone, stayed standing, and Cinder was grateful for their lack of reverence.
Her fears started to melt away. She didn’t know if her video had persuaded every civilian to join her cause, and maybe not even most of them.
But the sight before her was proof that her revolution had begun.