Delilah observed Roy as he walked past the monster without finishing it off, and she couldn't help but wonder about his strange behavior.
"You know, you could've ended it," she quipped, a tinge of amusement laced in her tone. "Playing with your prey isn't exactly a good habit to have."
Roy approached her, his severe and unyielding expression softening. "You've misunderstood my intentions again," he explained, emphasizing the last word as he spoke in a firm yet gentle voice. "I'm not a sadistic pervert who enjoys toying with the weak. I'm merely being considerate of you. That creature is on the cusp of becoming an aura monster, and eliminating it with your hands would be hugely advantageous for you."
"But I don't have the strength to take it down," Delilah replied, her voice tinged with defeat. The few exchanges she had with the monster had shown that she lacked the strength to pierce its defenses.
