Last Stand (1)

ASTHIA DARCK'S POV:

I looked at the tall figure standing in front of the Dwarven army, his unmistakable aura already revealing his identity: Ares Hearth, the only S-rank the Dwarves possessed. That being said, he was easily capable of holding his own against the likes of Jean, and I knew how outmatched I really was.

The only hope I had of beating an S-rank was fighting side by side with the other individual who completed me, the integration of our powers boosting our strength past those of the S-ranks.

Was retreating our only viable option then?

I clenched my sword in frustration. Backing away from our current position would open up a direct path straight to Lares, and only Mother was capable of fighting on equal footing with an S-rank.