Nana, her fist clenched tightly to her chest, stood resolute before the man. The air around them was tense, charged with a sense of urgency. "I understand your hesitation," she began, her voice carrying a mix of determination and plea. "But we are faced with a dilemma far greater than any threat these creatures of this world could pose." Her eyes, filled with a blend of hope and desperation, sought to sway him, to make him see the gravity of their situation.
A long, contemplative moment passed. The man, his gaze drifting off into the distance, seemed to weigh her words carefully. Finally, he spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of regret. "It doesn't surprise me that you think that," he said, a faint sigh escaping his lips. "And I don't blame you. But, despite your situation, I still can't offer assistance to you and your friend."
