"Well…"

Goliry drew her longsword in frustration, her gaze fixed on Darryl. "So, do you have a way to make me immune to fire like you?"

Her eyes were wide with anticipation as she spoke.

Darryl scratched at his head, giving the impression that he was deep in thought. "I do, but—"

Goliry cut him off before he could finish his sentence, saying, "Help me, quickly."

Darryl smiled and spoke slowly, "You are quite the character, aren't you?" You just attempted to kill me, and now you expect me to