"Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, I knew I shouldn't have joined you. We should've just stayed quiet and waited until there were only 32 people remaining." Valentine could feel her heart trying to claw its way out of her throat.
Valentine was strapped on the back of Isaac as they faced off against the beast that eliminated hundreds of formidable warriors in just a single flap of its wings. Not too long ago they were enjoying everyone's suffering from a safe distance yet now, they were on the forefront of everything. Against the Unknown beast.
For what?
For his Sword's satisfaction?
"This is ridiculous. Do you really think that we can kill this thing?"
"What can I do? This thing—ack—Durandal is forcing me to do it."
"Yea, and it's the weapon that's doing the killing, not the assassin. You don't even know what a Weapon Skill is and now you claim that you got a mission from that thing!?"