Luke slammed his fist against the table, cracking the table's glassy surface in a feat of strength that mimicked Jenso's, with lesser results. "So then what, we just sit here and let her die?!" Luke cried in outrage, "You expect us to just sit back and do nothing? What kind of- Where's the justice in that?!" Luke, usually a man of reason, forfeiting his morals for the right causes, couldn't hold back his temper. It was a common problem of his, but to side with the idea of prematurely assaulting to tower... He was off his rocker! Then again, what could they do? Was it really fine to leave those women there to die at the hands of that corrupt witch? Or to let her send them into battle?