Noah rested a little, but he was barely functional. When he was taken out of the sloth demon's body, he felt like he was minutes away from dying. However, when he opened his eyes and saw the raging Rosanna held down by three level tens, he didn't know how to react. Moreover, there was this strange diagram underneath everyone.
"Little Master! We have to get started!" Sagan chuckled, but he was holding down Rosanna the most. He was already in his knight form, his shadows hugging Rosanna to a stop. However, he wasn't able to subdue her completely. That was why Verona was also there, her hands hidden in that thick splashed ink holding Rosanna.
"Started?" Noah didn't know what Sagan meant, but he got picked up by Pollo and on his knees even if he was wobbling. He turned to the hellhound, and Pollo nodded at him. 'Is this what you meant by forcing magic out of me again? Okay, how do I do it?'
