The continuous output of the high-intensity flames was more than even he could bear.
And at this crucial moment, there was no direct way to withdraw...
Having endured up to now, if Colin were to withdraw the flames, not only would all his efforts be in vain, but he would likely fall victim to the struggle between the two entities above his head.
Clenching his teeth, Colin struggled to convey his voice to the "Thorn Lady":
"How much longer is your 'little bit longer'?!"
"Almost there, very soon, don't be hasty." A whisper emerged from the black thorns surrounding him.
However, Colin, having learned his lesson, did not fall for it again and continued:
"Give me a specific time!"
From the moment "Red Moon" was summoned until now, it was either "very soon" or "wait a moment." He had thought a mere fifteen minutes would suffice, but damn, an hour had passed and still, nothing.
