[ Diva meet Saya's blade with her own, careless perhaps, knowing that Conrad was nearby, ready to step in and whisk her to safety if need be. She's certainly lacking in finesse as she swings the sword up to block the blow, knee hitting the ground at the force. But it doesn't stop Diva from giving one last taunt, one last incentive to do what Saya does best: fail. ]
Are you just going to leave her there? She'll die if you don't save her. [ or let Diva do the saving. That's all she wants. ]