"They're not immortal!" Shioko thundered. During the final seconds, the archer had clenched her fists, trying to hold back her anger. Her nervous words rumbled between the four walls of the cave. "If they were immortal, you wouldn't be able to kill them like that!" she fumed, walking past Enatsu and approaching a few inches from Yoichi's face.
The merchant stepped back, sensing a deep air of tension between his two fellow travellers. Yoichi took a deep breath: he knew that sooner or later, Shioko would stop play dumb, and she would have sought the truth.
"Just enough bullshit, okay? Look, I'm not stupid. I realized from the beginning that your Oracle isn't what it looks like!" Shioko ranted in Yoichi's face. "This black mud, your absurd powers, demons that grow in size and become immortal. Something damn weird is going on here, and I'm sick of looking the other way!"