"Reconciliation? At a time like this, you've got to be kidding me!"
Westheid's plea for mercy was not met with a forgiving response. Truthfully, his sudden change from arrogance to submission was so stark it was laughable.
The response he received was a flurry of heavy punches, with Mivana stepping forward to give her answer through action:
"No!"
"We're going to beat West until he's half dead."
'She's fucking serious.'
Westheid saw the unshakable conviction in the Wolf-eared Maiden's eyes and flew into a helpless rage:
"Don't push me too far!"
"BAM—"
Another fist smashed into his incomparably handsome face, forcing Westheid back down.
The Elf Queen, Ailorus, rushed over next. Using the Wind Law, she had forcibly overdrawn her power to assume a more mature and dominant form for her attack.
"We're dragging you to our wedding, even if we have to do it by force!"
"This is for leaving without a word."
"And this one is to make you remember your vows."
"THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!"
