Even though the man tried to tug his hand away, Chise still wouldn't let go. She flinched when he snapped at her. Did he truly think that she was insulting him? She had witnessed too many men that threw their lives away because of their pride.

"I'm not insulting you! I'm telling you that you're in no condition to fight. There's a high chance that you could die because you're not used to fighting with a missing arm. How can you protect those who are important to you if you're dead?" She tightened her grip. "I-If you won't listen to me, at least promise me that you won't foolishly fight by yourself in order to prove that you're strong."