"Okay everyone, listen to me, I have a plan, and you all need to obey the plan exactly so we can eliminate that bastard Diluc!!"
Hearing the words from the young noble who appears to be the strongest among the rest of them, seeing that he's the one just calling the shots among them, both the soft-spoken lady and the young man who appears to be accompanying her smiles with a hint of disdain in their eyes, wondering just what sort of things are going on this young man's mind for him to order them around like that.
"Should I deal with him?" looking at the young man who appears to be quite offended after they denied his offer, the young man asks as he grabs the wooden quarterstaff with a single hand, swinging it all too masterfully in the air creating a beautiful arc, the wind trailing the tracks of the end of his weapon surging as if he swung it with such strength, despite the relatively normal speed that it moves.
