Sugar forced her lush body up, her chest rising and falling heavily as each breath felt like a twisted blade in her ribs. Hot sweat clung to her skin, making her torn suit stick intimately to her curves, mixing with the dark blood streaking down her beautiful face.
"Go," she rasped—her husky voice hoarse, trembling, but resolute. "We'll hold them... just go."Beside her, the other voluptuous woman sagged, her eyes barely open, nodding with what little physical strength she had left in her exhausted limbs.
They had done what no one else could—
Held back a relentless tide of A-Rank monsters with nothing but grit, their raw power, and each other.
And for him—they would've done it all over again in a heartbeat.
Sugar's delicate fingers shook as she conjured the gate, the exertion forcing her to arch her back as her last shred of power tore open a shimmering rift in reality.
