Mr. Yule
(Instead of responding to her,)
"Please d… don't kill me!" He begged for his life.
Night stared at her Lord. She saw him wearing a worried and scared face.
Very believable.
"He… hehe!" The leader of the ambusher grinned at the young man's begging. Because of this, his confidence was surging up. "Hey, lass! If you don't want to lose this man, then stop right there!" He warned Night while pushing the tip of the dagger further into his hostage's flesh.
Fortunately, this man seemed to be a wuss.
Honestly, the leader was scared when that lady started killing his people instead of trembling in fear like their usual victims.
'Tsk! Who would have thought that this woman wasn't an ordinary woman!' He thought while clicking his tongue.
Later, he would haggle more rewards from that Yule. He lost too many men today. It was only fair that he would compensate him greatly.