Julius slowly stood up, using Rosalina's shoulder for support.
The huge chunk of debris that had smashed into him from nowhere was clear proof of how ridiculously hard it was to kill Crypian, even without his stupid System helping.
"Rose, do you have any idea how we can actually kill these two?"
Julius whispered as he stepped away from her support and stood on his own.
On the other side, Crypian and Alia stared at the pile of broken stone and wood with wide, shocked eyes.
They looked like they had just won the lottery.
They stayed safely behind the Love Guardian, still holding onto each other.
Rosalina watched them quietly for a moment, thinking hard.
Her voice came out heavy and tired.
"Honestly… it's still hard to believe that plain luck can be this strong."
Her brows furrowed deeply as she looked around.
The tenth floor was mostly empty and dark, not much to see.
She lifted her head and stared up into the empty space above them.
No roof, no ceiling, nothing.
