"Sort of. And there's only a few of them. That's why I can't afford to be beaten to pieces like Mr. Shester."
"So you're gonna hit it when you're here?
"That sort of thing. So if this one slows down or the Warcraft speeds up...... Byrne! … and."
Azio looked back and threatened him with a shout at the warcraft who persisted in following him.
But there was no reason for the Warcraft to be frightened of such a thing, and when they saw him keep tracking even without showing any reaction, Azio turned to the front, leaking a bitter laugh.
Then Balto, staring at Asio like that, said in a heavy voice.
"Okay. Let me count on you then."
Then Azio reacted quite cheerfully.
"Whoa! You're being honest, aren't you? Fine. If that's the case, you can count on it. I'll try my best. Until then, though, you'll have to slam all the monkeys that come down from this tree, right?
Even though he was in distress, he cheerfully laughed at Azio, and just as Baltic's cheek loosened.
There was a bond between those who needed each other in the dead place.