«Your salvation in exchange for a conversation!» – Elsa put forward her demands, when she suddenly realized that she had asked too little, but it was too late to adjust the conditions.
«Help me first, and then I'll decide whether it's worth it or not.» – despite the ominously approaching tentaculipede, Kyon maintained an enviable equanimity.
«You're in no position to argue with me!»
Lovr turned to the bodyguard: «Kyle, you may go.»
«Sir?!» – the man was surprised.
«There is no point in sacrificing yourself. This creature only wants me. Leave.»
«S-sir, thank you very much!» – with immense gratitude on his face, the bodyguard ran away. He doubted that he would survive even one attack of the tentaculipede.
Elsa opened her mouth in dismay: {Why did he let the bodyguard go?! Is he really ready to die here?! Is it so hard for him to just talk to me?!}
Kyon shifted his gaze to the girl: «Will you let that mutt kill me?»