Youtong glared fiercely at Smokey Ghost, swinging the ax in her hand through the air. Trying to suppress her laughter, she failed and chuckled instead.
"No, no! I wouldn't dare!"
Though Smokey Ghost knew Youtong's remark was in jest, he couldn't help but take it seriously. His face turned pale with fright. If that ax were to land on him, wouldn't he be pulverized? His legs involuntarily clenched at the thought.
"Look at you, all scared, with no resemblance of masculinity. Where did your courage go that you had during the boss fight?"
Unbothered by her companions' stares, Youtong gave Smokey Ghost an earful.
"Youtong, how could I ever assert myself in front of you? I would always make way for you, cherish and protect you so you wouldn't be hurt even in the slightest."
