Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I will not, and cannot, kill you because Riza needs you."  

[Zahzi]

"You do not have a choice in the matter."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...So be it..." Atella sighed, as she began to pull back the sword, preparing to strike.

Something then suddenly stopped her, just as she was about to swing.

"...?"

"...It seems I'm at an impasse." Her father grunted, holding onto her wrist.

"I will go. And she will stay. For now." He grunted again, letting go of Atella and walking forward, passing Krom.  

[Zahzi]

Krom just gave a grunt, before putting the blade away.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella made no movements and gave no sound. She only stood where she was, staring out past Krom, watching her father leave.  

[Zahzi]

Krom merely stood there, in case Atella followed.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

After what felt like a long time, Atella finally let out a heavy sigh, turning around and walking away from the gate.

"You don't need to babysit me anymore." She grumbled.  

[Zahzi]

"I am making sure you do not die."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'm staying aren't I? What threat against my life could there be now?"  

[Zahzi]

"I am not 'babysitting'."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You're watching me." Atella grunted.  

[Zahzi]

"Are you a child?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Some might say yes." Atella grunted.  

[Zahzi]

"Are you an infant?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Babysitting doesn't just apply to children." Atella sighed as she walked through the first gate, handing the sword back to the Gladiator she took it from.