[ Nacht sounds nonchalant, as if they were merely discussing which fruit tart to eat first, instead of who to spare while they brutally butcher the other two. Or something like that.
His next words are directed to the agent approaching him with a quarterstaff, charging a light-element spell. Perhaps they were assuming that all three of their opponents were aligned with Shadow, given the presence of spirits and demons - but it's always a bad idea to assume in a fight. ]
Do you regret working for Krusnik? Even if you did, it won't save you now.
[ Aware that light magic would hurt Jinwoo, he chooses to dash forward instead of waiting for the agent to come to him, his dagger held in a reverse grip so that his punch would cut open a wide gash on the agent's (unprotected) face. The agent's staff strikes him on his side, but its magic doesn't have as much of an effect - Nacht is also light-aligned, after all. The staff strike hurts, but his adrenaline overpowers the pain, and he stands firm. ]
It's time for you to suffer.
[ Three daggers appear in Nacht's other hand, sandwiched between his fingers because he believes in the rule of cool. He throws another punch, intent on driving the daggers through the agent's clothes and into their neck. ]
sorry for the wait !! ; _ ;
[ Nacht sounds nonchalant, as if they were merely discussing which fruit tart to eat first, instead of who to spare while they brutally butcher the other two. Or something like that.
His next words are directed to the agent approaching him with a quarterstaff, charging a light-element spell. Perhaps they were assuming that all three of their opponents were aligned with Shadow, given the presence of spirits and demons - but it's always a bad idea to assume in a fight. ]
Do you regret working for Krusnik? Even if you did, it won't save you now.
[ Aware that light magic would hurt Jinwoo, he chooses to dash forward instead of waiting for the agent to come to him, his dagger held in a reverse grip so that his punch would cut open a wide gash on the agent's (unprotected) face. The agent's staff strikes him on his side, but its magic doesn't have as much of an effect - Nacht is also light-aligned, after all. The staff strike hurts, but his adrenaline overpowers the pain, and he stands firm. ]
It's time for you to suffer.
[ Three daggers appear in Nacht's other hand, sandwiched between his fingers because he believes in the rule of cool. He throws another punch, intent on driving the daggers through the agent's clothes and into their neck. ]