As the battle unfolds on the floating screen before them, Argon's eyes narrow slightly in concentration, his mind analyzing every move made by Alix's group. The group's progress impresses him, a testament to their skill and determination. "They are already in the 4th stage, and they are progressing very fast," he remarks, his tone tinged with a hint of admiration.
Isadora, seated comfortably in Argon's lap, nods in agreement, her attention divided between the screen and the man beside her. "Indeed, they are quite remarkable," she replies, her voice soft but distracted. Her mind, however, seems to be preoccupied with something else entirely, her thoughts drifting away from the scene playing out before them.