"You are ridiculously idiotic." Delta grunted, taking a combat posture. Her annoyance with Nacht's disobedience was evident, and it showed on her disgrunlted face.
Now bloodied and battered, Nacht was weaker than he had been previously. His only advantage was the sword he kept like a slave. His left arm hung limp. His situation was not looking well.
And yet... I can't give up! Nacht's resolve was harder than iron, and unwavering at the face of certain death. It no longer mattered to him as long as he paid his service to his saviors.
In the weaker position, he could do nothing but wait for Delta to come at him first. If he went on the offensive, his attacks could easily be parried, making all his effort for naught. His defense was much stronger than his offense as he stood currently.
