MALFUNCTION! MALFUNCTION! MALFUNCTION!

'MALFUNCTION! MALFUNCTION! MALFUNCTION!!!' The inside of Avarice's head was screaming at her like crazy. Those words had been echoing in her head for hours and showed no signs of stopping. 'Ironcore Isolator: Actuating.'

Trying to hold her sense of self, her heart was caving on itself with a continuous feeling of a heart attack assaulting her every circuit. Even so, healing her body and crushing herself up with environmental mana, Avarice kept herself conscious and even managed to chain Zeil to the wall right above where his bed lay.

Sitting in front of him with the bed shoved to the side and the door barricaded shut, she kept staring into his shaky eyes. Quivering from sparking, her entire body was in disarray, but even so, knowing any moment could be her last, she used everything she had to keep herself from drifting.