"My my, just looking at your face is enough to flare my rage, she certainly didn't like you, Valen," Olga spoke, her tone light, a small smile on her face.
"Olga-" Sophia whispered by the side, her eyes trembling at the sight before her. Cerberus, noticing this, moved to block her line of sight brandishing his blade, his grip firm.
Sword in hand, Holdo stood by his side, his form alert, while the unnamed guard watched behind them with Mr. Valen to his left, he too was armed with a sword.
Mr. Valen, in the face of such direct words, chose to remain quiet; he knew not what the new Olga was capable of, but he could tell that she or it was much stronger than he.
He did not struggle with the fact that a former companion had been turned into such a beast; there were more important things on his mind. 'The situation has exceeded the limit of my control, should I...'
«Retreat? Retreat is the only favorable option, unfortunately, it is not a viable one.»
"Clang!"
