On the other hand, Roy seemed to have slowly lost his confidence and strength, as he was getting weaker and feebler by the minute.
That cool and collected mode of his seemed to have completely disappeared at that moment. He looked like he could be taken down by the slightest flowing breeze.
The most worried about him at that moment seemed to be the blue-haired beauty, his new beautiful deal wifey.
In many occasions she seemed close to dispersing the defensive Formation around herself and ready to jump by his side in order to fight together with him.
It was those little insecurities and actions of hers, that made the bandit leader even more determined of his new thought method as he didn't plan on killing Roy anytime soon.
Quite on the contrary actually he started looking at Roy like the duck that would make golden eggs for him, and he wasn't far from the truth.
