"What do you mean?"
Molli'er's expression was startled.
"The chaos is temporary, their target will eventually come back to us."
Ronan slowly placed the Space Key, now dull and almost devoid of its silver translucence, into Molli'er's hand.
"When the time comes, I'll hold them off for a while, and you will go to open that door..."
"Why don't you open the door?"
Molli'er blurted out.
"My target is bigger than yours. Everyone, including that dumb bull, is mostly focused on me.
You opening the door has a better chance of success."
Molli'er bit her lower lip tightly, watching him, seemingly very reluctant.
"Alright, stop dawdling. Remember to hide the Key well, don't let anyone find it."
Ronan avoided her gaze and looked towards the direction of the battle not far away.
The chaos lasted a shorter time than he expected, and several "Monsters" were already moving towards them.
"Then how will you come over when I open the door?"
"I'll find a way."
