Sakuramoria

Do you understand, Barbarian?

"It was a bold move, but so be it. It's good that Duncan didn't run out of patience. It seems that Futaba really has some kind of trump card... We'll see."
Varya returned to her seat, ignoring Fortis. She felt no regret for him or shame towards him and his soldiers, perceiving their hasty actions as hysteria and an inability to control themselves.
"The problem isn't your willingness to die, that's fine... But when I die, I want to be sure that someone dies before me. No more, no less.
Not to mention that you are further humiliating Futaba with your whining. Although, how could it be any worse?"