Almost ten minutes had passed since they arrived and the magic circle was activated; the elders were also beginning to show signs of exhaustion and being drained of mana.
No one gave up though and continued to persist.
And during this time, Rise was still unconscious. At some point, since his eyes were open without blinking once, Kamille had to close his eyes for him.
Additionally, to prevent any discomfort for Rise, Kamille had already embraced him in his arms, waiting for him to wake up.
"Tell me, what's going on?" It could be noticed that Kamille's tone had mellowed down; although still tinted with coldness, it did not have the same threatening manner as before.
What they were doing was their only hope, so they were desperate. Kamille could see that. He could even understand that. However, it was simply unforgivable to involve someone without fully explaining what this hope entails.
