[Long snorts, lifting up his head: Iғ ᴛʜᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜᴇs ᴛᴏ ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏʟᴅ-ᴛɪᴍᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ I. But there's a gleam in his eyes. Naoki mutters something like:] Doesn't hit like an old-timer, I'll tell you.
[And Yurlungur makes a noise of affirmation, both sets of eyes fixing on her.
no subject
[And Yurlungur makes a noise of affirmation, both sets of eyes fixing on her.
DEMONS ARE ALL FOR IT.]