Victory!
After an unprecedented fierce battle, they had finally cut down even a T3 level opponent!
"I ask you."
RT6 could hardly bear to watch anymore, her tone turning somewhat unfriendly as she questioned the "Emperor," "Why do you put on such an act as if you fought through three hundred tough rounds to achieve victory? What does this have to do with you, really?"
The emissary of the Lord of Tides was dead.
In an almost bizarre way.
Because even now, RT6 still hadn't figured out what pressing "X" to execute an enemy actually meant; it sounded like a term that only existed in games.
In fact, even Diago didn't know how he had managed it; his explanation was to "go with the flow."
"Because we are a team."
The "Emperor" quickly accepted reality, "This is a team victory."
