Stroph didn't want to fight at all, but he simply had no choice. Abandoning the team and flying away didn't make sense, and there seemed to be no way to negotiate.
They had no choice but to fight face to face and win a crushing victory.
"Erza, we'll take the three ones on the left, the rest on you, guys." Sibren took command, quickly handing out instructions.
No one minded, everyone just nodded in agreement and headed for their opponents.
Their opponents had also decided that one-on-one combat would be the best format for their battle, so after a couple of seconds, everyone already had their opponent.
