Back in New York, a few hours had passed since Marcus tried to put up a new barrier. Sweat covered his body as many Slayers, including Dragon, protected him.
The raid of the low and mid-level ghosts had ended an hour ago, and some of the Slayers took a rest to replenish their Spirit Power that got depleted from a long fight.
Only Dragon and Griffin were still able to stand up on their legs, still having some Spirit Power to handle new attackers if they showed up.
"Is it not done yet?" Griffin asked in annoyance as he turned to Dragon. "I have a date tonight! Tiffany will kill me if I don't show up in 2 hours."
"Just wait a minute, boy! It's almost done! Also, who cares about your date with that slut, by the way?"
"Hey! Don't call Tiffany a slut! She's a pure girl who only slept with me her whole life!"
"Hah! I don't believe that!"
