"What was that you were saying about opponents, sweetheart?" the demoness asked with open mockery.
'Hurry up, Rose…' Mark thought as he gathered the courage for what he was about to do.
Mark looked at Alice lying on the grass, then at Yuki and the others scattered across it like broken toys.
Alice was the only one trying to get up, but her arms were trembling so badly she could barely lift her torso off the ground before collapsing again — she was at her limit.
'Neither Alice nor Yuki can face her in this state. And even if they could… the power gap is ridiculous.'
Mark glanced at Rose out of the corner of his eye.
The vampire was still tracing runes in the air with both hands, her fingers moving at a frantic pace.
'She said she needed five minutes… but at this rate I don't think we have even thirty seconds left.'
Mark ran the numbers in his head — if Alice and Yuki couldn't fight, there was nobody left who could buy the remaining time.
Nobody except him.
