Kanda gave a light sarcastic chuckle at the priestess's words. Let her go? As if he were that foolish to indulge her when she ran around with that brute of a knight. He gripped her tighter against him, his sword pressing a little firmer. Had she noticed, the blade was reversed. The sharp end wasn't clicing at her throat at all.

"Order him to stand down, priestess. Order him. If you want to save Cortana you're going to have to listen to me. We need her in order to kill Metallia."