She clenched her teeth.
'Damn it...Why...?Why am I always too weak?'
She gripped her greatsword tighter. Ever since entering the academy. She had chased strength relentlessly.
She trained longer than anyone. Pushed herself harder than anyone.
Yet every time a truly powerful enemy appeared.
She found herself unable to protect herself and friends. Her friends were bleeding.
Even during demon kingdom trip, when they were fighting two demons. If not for Amon and Seraphina present there. She would have died.
And that tells she still wasn't strong enough.
"No."
She slowly stood.
"I won't lose. I refuse to stay weak forever."
At that moment, Eliana gracefully landed beside her from the tree branches.
Her bow was already drawn.
"I'll support you from close range."
Marcus struggled back to his feet.
Blood stained the corner of his mouth, but the fire burning in his eyes hadn't faded.
He twirled his spear once before pointing it toward Soren.
"We're not done yet."
