Leonel expressionlessly met Amery's gaze before his own shifted toward the latter's hand.
Amery obviously hadn't had a chance to properly heal himself. His right hand was now useless to him and wrapped up in several bandages. The two of them were ironically the same in this facet.
Amery didn't seem to react very much to the appearance of Leonel and Aina. It was clear that he had been expecting as much. The light in his eyes didn't seem to have faded at all despite his loss, being just as starry as they always were. Maybe the only difference between now and then was the fact he actually looked at Leonel this time.
Both men looked away at the same time, observing their surroundings.
Aina, who had been observing this scene, shook her head.
'Men…'
If you want to kill each other, just do it. There obviously wasn't a chance to do so now, so in that case, what was the point of the dick measuring contest continuing?