"This is stretching longer than it needs to," Denga said as his head rejoined his body.
Turning to the Humanity Saviors who stood opposite them, already almost done with dispatching the monsters, Denga stood tall like a grand commander of some sort—glaring at them with intense bloodlust.
"I ask you this. Will you all surrender now because you're clearly on the losing end," he said, eyes darting among the Humanity Saviors who looked bloodied and tattered from the fight.
"With no single weapon to fight, I don't see exactly how you'll destroy our hearts. Most of you here rely on the weapons," he added. "So how's it going to be? To surrender? Or to die?"
The male captain with his hair tied behind him smirked, his shoulders bobbing slightly.
"Weapons you say. We don't exactly need them but it is vital. And for possessing them, we do!" He swiftly turned his head to a female Humanity Savior, nodded at her and the girl responded with a single nod.
