Rejected

The stance.

The shaky resolve.

The wobbly figure.

Nothing about Yuyui spelled any form of charismatic compulsion to anyone. Even Skullius who couldn't understand what she was saying could feel the dull intent.

Yuyui was both surprised and embarrassed when she saw no reaction from Bassbion who towered over her, the half a face visible from the Spirit turning into a frown as she actually felt insulted.

Above all that she could see right now, the greasy meat that Yuyui still clung to in her hand as she audaciously commanded the powerful guardian to obey her was... infuriating.

Drip, drip.

The oil from the stewed thigh broke the silence.

Yuyui would have blushed intensely if she could.

Bassbion's rage compelled her turn away from the new Skullius and take a step to intimidatingly lower her face over to Yuyui's own.