A smile slowly appeared on Malon's face.
Noa widened her eyes in slight excitement, "I want to kill them using Betsy..."
Hanzo stared at her as if she was crazy, "Calm down! I can never get used to how crazy you get when you even think about that stupid gun."
"What did you say about Betsy!?" Noa exclaimed in anger.
"Oi, stop talking about the gun for a second. I am talking about something serious here." Tyr said at that moment, causing Noa to hmph loudly and turn to the side.
Hanzo exhaled before replying, "Destroy the black slugs you say... I don't think we sho--"
"I have already made up my mind." Tyr interrupted, his eyes wide and raging with a fire of determination.
Hanzo paused, staring at him for a moment, "If you are that certain, then I agree with you, Tyr." He said right then and there, not refuting any longer.
"Haha." Malon chuckled slightly, "There really is no choice when Tyr makes up his stubborn mind huh?"
