Once Rick heard what Crow had to say, a chill ran down his spine. He instinctively gave a step back, looking at his sides and seeing that his friends made the very same thing.
'Damn it... I can't underestimate how much chaotic this guy can be. After all, he is the person that they call 'Devil of Nemesis'. Anyway, I don't know how we can deal with him. I know some of his spells and... I am not sure if any of us is capable of defeating him...'
Rick looked at Clay again, who was panting hard behind him. At some point, he evoked his Solar Bow, preparing to attack at any time.
"Do you think that we can pull through?" Clay asked with difficulty. His voice was failing.
'If he is suffering this much, this wound on his shoulder must be pretty deep. I am sorry, Clay,' Rick thought as he witnessed his friend struggling so much just to talk.
Rick turned to look again at Crow, who was now walking towards them with decided and firm steps.
