Of course, if it was just about getting away from the battlefield, he could let Eden take him into a hidden layer of Hell.
"Once the fight starts, I won't be able to look out for you," the Corpse Witch said with a light smile, lifting her bandage-wrapped thigh, "Why not, try hugging my thigh."
"No need," Xi Mu shook his head, his gaze landing on Eden's black silk-wrapped legs, "I have better thighs to hold onto."
"Aren't my legs shaped a bit better?" The Corpse Witch focused on a rather strange point, beginning to compare in an odd way.
The atmosphere grew subtly awkward.
"Enough, let's not talk about this," Xi Mu said, covering his face with one hand, talking to the Corpse Witch who lacked a sense of urgency, "you guys are in the middle of a fight right now."
"..." The Corpse Witch paused slightly, looking in the direction of the battlefield and noticing that everyone's eyes were on her.
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.