"Joshua—"
"God damn it, shut up for a sec, Reyna! Why do I have to watch you every time like you're a goddamn kid! Man up, will you?!"
Joshua hissed as he immediately tried to treat his decapitated arm by putting some blue liquid to momentarily stop the bleeding using his facet. With a click of his tongue, he added.
"Go to your fucking position! We'll hold on! I just got caught off guard, that's all,"
Reyna was visibly shaken as she traced where the missing arm went. Calming down at the very least, she went beside Joshua and positioned herself.
"I'm sorry… I'm really sorry…"
With blood dropping at his left, Joshua shook his head as he said weakly, "It's all right. It's not your fault…"
Thud—!
As their attention is stuck on the Nightmare, they begin to brace themselves. However, what could they even do at this point?
