Clenching his sword and his lower lip, Lambier stood still for a moment. He stared at the ground with an uncertain expression.
"... Lizbeth, thank you for coming all this way and still agreeing to my selfish requests," Lambier sighed.
Rakan smiled again, eager to continue without Lizbeth's added pressure.
"You're welcome. But I'm just doing as my fiance ordered," Lizbeth replied.
Lambier shared a hollow smile, raising his head. "Still, thank you… Now… Let's finish him together."
"WHAT?!" Rakan blurted, raising his saber toward Lambier and his hammer toward Lizbeth. "That wasn't the deal?!"
Lambier simply shrugged. "And why should I honor a deal with a member of the lying and cheating Prodson Family, who was both the sponsor and the executioner of Flaming Gale?"
Rakan wanted to shout more, but there was no time.