Eyes wide because of his aggressive response, Luna bit her lips as she watched him take wrathful steps that echoed ominously under the fiery vortex's glow.
No matter how she thought about their desperate situation, the only option was to flee and restart somewhere hidden from the god's and demon king's eyes.
Yet, that lord chose to fight despite their unavoidable defeat. Why? Was it defiance? Was he reluctant to abandon the citizens hiding in his demon lord's hut?
She gritted her teeth, unable to come up with a rational answer for an irrational choice.
"We're not ready to face a demon of the third tier! I won't follow you into this madness and die without accomplishing my revenge!"
What did he think? She was determined, too.
She turned, leaving the demon's formation and walked through the forest bushes without gazing back.
"Without your strongest fighter, you have no choice but to flee."
