"Ahem, this..." A voice sounded not far away.
Andrew released Barbara, but still held her hand as they turned to look.
They saw Sabye standing on the side like an oversized shining light bulb, with an expression as if he had just been splashed with a bucket of dog food, the kind that sticks wetly to one's hair and face.
Andrew didn't know what happened before he returned, but since Sabye and Barbara were standing together in the arena, it indicated he was not scared off by the Saint Son and Saintess opposing them.
This made Andrew change his perspective on Sabye quite a bit, so he sincerely said, "Thank you."
Sabye, however, shook his head with a wry smile, "It's me who should say thank you..."
He had mustered the courage to enter the arena with Barbara, but upon facing Capella and Yorkshire directly, even before the fight started, Sabye was already feeling overwhelmed.
