Comrades Meeting Again

"Mr. Tate," called Selena as the middle-aged man tried to find a trace of their enemy. "If I am holding you back, I can be bait! As long as he attacks me, then we have a chance to kill him."

"I cannot let you risk your life," said Mr. Tate with a frown. "As long as we hold on, there should be a chance for us to win. I was asked to protect you…!"

"Please trust me, Uncle Mirani," Selena changed how she addressed him. "I am like my father, a calculating person. I wouldn't throw away my life like this. However, I have a trump card too. Therefore, as long as you protect yourself and attack his body, then we will be fine."

"…alright, kiddo," smiled Mr. Tate. "You have the same eyes as your mother, who was also our friend at that time. There is nothing that she cannot do once she sets her eyes upon it, including wooing your father!"