Made of glass [1/2]

Then I turned to Joshua's group and asked with a grin.

"What about the rest of you? Do you intend to stand with me knowing what is to come?"

Joshua smiled wryly before shaking his head.

"My lord, isn't it a little late? We already fought a demon. What could be worse than that?"

"White boy stupid as usual."

"Hefe, I meant what I said. I owe you my life. I regained my dignity and evolved into a Phantom just by following you. I will not leave."

"It's the same with Santi, boss. Being smart was boring anyway. Let's be crazy and rich instead."

"Ami, you gave me back my Tristan. Use my strength as you wish."

Even though I expected such answers, hearing them made me well up with emotion. 

"What do you think the others would say?"