"Should we take the initiative?"
Luke came to Joan's side, asking in a low voice, glancing at the clover hunting team in the distance.
"Take the initiative?" Joan raised an eyebrow, looking quite surprised: "We are here to hunt demons... why should we confront people?"
"But..." Luke was immediately puzzled by his captain's counter-question.
Before he could organize his speech again, Joan lifted her long knife, pointed directly at the tallest monkey bread tree in the central prairie, and said firmly: "Our target is the demon!"
Luke was taken aback, then took a deep breath, frowned, and nodded vigorously: "Alright."
Joan put away her long knife and smiled contentedly on her face.
Luke turned around and waved to the other hunters to come closer.
