"Like hell we'll let you join! Listen, you may be this savior, or this copy system Wielder or whatever, but I frankly don't care what you're! This job is ours, so how about you back off, and let us handle our duty?"
Steven spoke to me, still standing in his same spot and crossing his arms. Honestly, this guy and his attitude... I could respect it a bit, but he was still picking the bad time to fuck with me.
"Let you handle your job huh?" I scoffed at him. "Sure I'll let you handle it... but since you bastards wanna piss me off with the savior talk, I'll have to take this anger out on someone..." I approached Steven with a wry grin on my face.
"...Tsk, so you're asking for a fight you brat?" Steven gripped his newly created sword that I materialized for him not too long ago. "Let's see what you can do then! Last time I was holding back, but now you'll face my wrath!"
Wolfenstein approached me from behind, I could hear his footsteps increasing in pace.