Lilith grappled with my friends in each of her hands. Meliodas was unfortunately in front of him, gasping for the little air he could breathe.
If I let this continue forward, Lilith would kill my three friends in front of me. And, of course, I did not want that to happen.
But how could I save them with my petty self and my mediocre abilities? I was slow as a tortoise, with a stick clipped in my hand. And even if I reached Lilith's side, I wouldn't scratch that demon even if I tried.
If I wished to save my comrades in danger, I had to do something even more…. I had to rely on Clarent's power.
"Please…. I want to save my friends. If you could grant me power, you should do it now!" I thought, and gripped the sword's pommel in my hands.
After a few milliseconds, a shimmering light covered my skin. This world and game nerfed my characters heavily like a broken hero. But after witnessing my friends in danger, fifty percent of my power returned to me.
