[Young Master, can you hear me?]
The voice was cold and calm… and tired.
The person speaking didn't give a rat's ass about the situation.
But still had to do their job.
"Rin!?"
I exclaimed, recognizing the voice from Cale's memories.
"What are you doing?"
The knight frowned, taking a cautious step back.
But I didn't pay him any attention.
_KREEE!
The swarm behind us was closing in.
[...Tch!]
My eyebrow twitched slightly.
'Did she just click her tongue?'
I shook my head.
'I must be imagining it.'
"Rin!? Is that you?" I called out again.
[Yes. It's Rin. Your loyal shadow.]
The voice was flat, lifeless, like someone who had long stopped caring.
But to me, it felt like a godsent gift.
"Finally! What took you so long? You know I'm in a life-and-death situation here!"
[Is that so? Well, it takes time to recover from the lashes I received after a certain someone decided to run away.]
Her voice stayed emotionless.
[So, forgive me for any delay.]
'Damn. She's angry.'
