Overwhelming Strength

Varian crashed against the wall and slid down powerlessly. His head was dizzy while he bled like a broken dam, forming a red puddle under him.

"That's enough." Isadora tried hard not to wince at her badly mangled hand and announced the end of the battle.

"N-No, I-I'm not d…" Varian tried to stand up but he ended up collapsing to the floor and losing consciousness.

Sarah activated the seal on Isadora and pushed her to rank 3. After ensuring she won't be able to ambush them, she rushed to Varian and lifted him up.

Even though he's conscious, Varian's arm habitually wrapped around her shoulder in a protective embrace.

The blood spilling from his wounds all across his body dyed Sarah's white dress a bloody red. Biting her lip, she looked at his frowning expression in distress.

"Idiot." Letting him lean against her, she slowly walked away.

Isadora stood alone, watching them in silence and spat. "Idiot indeed."