Noah's mind raced with frustration and pride. How long had he endured being looked down upon? No matter where he went, people of all statuses would regard him with disdain. And now, even a zombie dared to treat him the same way?
Tightening his grip on his axes, he took a defiant step forward, ready to face the challenge head-on.
"No, you two, I'll handle him alone…" Noah indifferently declared to his companions, who were eager to join him in battle. He tried not to show it, but he was angry. What he also didn't want to happen was for the zombie king to reject the duel if he allowed his creatures to assist him.
"Grrwwrr! Grrrrrw!" Noah halted in his tracks as the zombie king roared once more, lifting its sword and gesturing towards both Arachne and Grim in turn.
