"Listen up close, little 'Martial Artist'…" the wolf-man began with a malicious grin. "Put your hands up if you don't want to see this…"
Rui stopped listening to him, focusing only on Amare with a dubious gaze. Her exterior acting was better than he had expected. The old Amare would not have been able to fake fear so easily, but with the experience of Esil, she was able to fake being a damsel in distress quite well.
She also gained a playful side to her that she hadn't had before.
Even as she put on a fearful expression, Rui could sense her giggling inside her mind, staring at him playfully.
"Hey!" the wolf man roared, drawing his attention. "Didn't you hear what I said?! Stop resisting or else she dies!"
"…"
"Hehehe? So afraid that you're frozen in fear? I don't blame you. Looks like these Martial Artists from the Panama Continent are just pussies!"
His words earned a bout of laughter from everybody around him.
