YOUMA (???)

    They jumped when the human(?) addressed them directly;
gripping the blade even tighter and turning their head slightly to
 avoid making eye contact, but still speak to their self-proclaimed
‘opponent’. “Stop looking at me like that- I don’t like it when
people stare.” Crona reiterated, holding Ragnarok in front of them
in a manner almost defensive, before their weapon piped in (this
time aloud) and loudly told them to ‘Just eat her already, stupid!’.

   Slowly, they turned to look at her out of the corner of their eye,
posture straightening up and tilting their head. “…Why do people
always think that I’m talking to myself…? Ragnarok is right here-
he’s always here.” Whom they were speaking to this time was left
unclear. 

     A shaky sigh, and they finally rose their gaze to look at her directly.
“…I-It’s not polite to interrupt a conversation, you know.”

      as time passed painfully slow & the silence between the two grew thicker for a few moments the weight on her chest only seemed to increase almost making her unable to breathe, trembling knees threatening to give in at any moment. she was ALL ALONE & didn’t have that much experience when it came to enemies still, but judging by the blade the creature in front of her was holding it seemed like her moon tiara action attack would be completely USELESS. once she listens to a second voice yell something about eating her, the novice soldier’s eyes grew as wide as the moon ! ( no pun intended, this is a serious issue the girl could literally DIE tonight. ) “ listen.. – “ she starts, the girl’s nervous laughter echoing in the empty church. “ you really wouldn’t want to eat me, all i eat are sweets you’ll probably gain weight ! “ this is really unprofessional of her & not helping her case at all. “ no, wait ! let’s start over. “ she clears her throat. “ just tell me who you are & what are your means here. “