"Wait, Ren. I can still fight. I still haven't used my trump card."
"It doesn't matter. You already had your chance, and honestly..."
Ren didn't even bother to look at Liam before he shot him.
"Even if you were to successfully defeat him, the cost would be too great for you to bear. Please return to the castle and allow me to handle the current situation."
"Tsk."
After making a clicking sound with his tongue, Liam sheathed his sword, and the hue that had been swirling around his body began to fade.
When he looked into Ren's eyes, he found that he could not bring himself to disobey his orders. The things that he said weren't totally off base.
Even though there was a slim chance that he could triumph over the demon that stood in front of him, the price that he would have to pay to defeat that demon would be far too high for him to stomach. In spite of the fact that he often acted on impulse, he was not exactly wishing to die just yet.
