The Rank-5 Flesh Reaper was defeated, it didn't take much time in doing that. Sezel was just grateful he'd had Vesta and Shiki by his side. Alone, he couldn't imagine how he would have saved himself, let alone Mari.
Suddenly, Vesta's seemingly unbreakable composure shattered. She fell to her knees, her sword biting into the cracked pavement as she used it to support her weight. Her breathing was heavy, and beads of sweat dripped from her brow onto the dusty road. The use of her powers drained her much faster.
Sezel scrambled forward and reached her. He gave a quick, almost covetous glance at the massive corpse of the Flesh Reaper. Vesta had killed it; the evolution points, the prize, were hers. He wouldn't be the kind of man who would steal another's haul, so he left the corpse alone.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice low as he offered a helping hand.
