"Well then, all that is left is your weapon... Although I would have rather preferred it in blue"
"Tch"
Azurite tried his best to calmly tighten his helmet. In truth, he was actually sweating. The direct hit from the female Elder just now was enough for him to cough up blood. He wore his helmet calmly so as to not let them know that he swallowed a mouthful of blood.
He must do his best to provoke these people, coerce them in fighting him one by one. He just needed to last until he could find a way to escape. The hole that was made by Princess Sofia and Antoinette was his best bet of leaving, but if he were to jump, he was sure that the other Elders would just follow him.
Right now, this was a battle of endurance. He just hoped that the others were also safe and they have already gotten the bab-
Azurite's thoughts were abruptly stopped as he moved to the side, avoiding the golden sword that wanted to cut his neck in half.