"I can sense it, you don't really have a desire to fight, do you? If you want to survive, then get out of here, this is your last chance...I believe it's in both our best interests. I don't want to waste any time, and you want to live...not to mention, you're pretty severely injured, what with having lost two heads and all, not that you'd stand a chance even if you were at a hundred percent. So, last chance, leave if you want to live...because if you insist on getting in my way, I'll have no choice but to kill you," I warned the Cereberus.
"I'm afraid I can't do that. You're right, I don't want to die, and I don't find to fight...but I have no choice. If I were to even attempt to leave, he'll just kill me on the spot. My death will be guaranteed if I retreat. At least this way, I stand a slim chance of survival," She responded, before charging towards me.
