"I...I don't buy your bullshit one bit!"
Doubling down, Manfred swiped his hand as he rejected the words of the calm, bow-wielding elf. Though, Leon himself found the words to be genuine; in a situation like this, it was really the only explanation for the sudden betrayal--but he knew Manfred was too hot-headed for reason right now.
Even if that's the case...He betrayed the Argonauts. I can't stand idly and let someone like him go, Leon thought.
Stillness sat in the forest plunged into war and rain as the two opposing forces stared each other down. It was Manfred who took the initiative, swiftly grabbing the hilt of his blade to unsheath it--only for a sharpness to halt the endeavor.
Both Leon and Manfred slowly checked in unison, bringing their gazes to the hand of the blonde-haired, vigorous young man.
