Zero looked at Alada as she slowly resigned herself, her body hung from the arm of the beast behind her until it pulled its arm back and she stumbled to the ground like a lifeless doll.
"I warned you before. Working me with isn't beneficial," he mumbled, all the more blood dripping from his mouth as he spoke.
Then he cast his dead and tired gaze toward the single demon beast standing just a few steps away from him. He raised his hand and tried to use elemental magic once again.
He'd intended to create a sword but what came forth was a short shard of ice; and even that he was able to create with tough luck. The elemental magic was working, it's just that every time he used it now it felt like he was burning his own soul as fuel.