Layla's eyes turned toward her opponent with an angry shine in them. She would have attacked outright if not for how tired her body was.
Her body was overly sensitive, willing to attack anything that moved. But Layla did not have enough power to move.
Eventually, the toll of her core cracking and the burden of what was happening did her in. Her legs eventually collapsed, and she closed her eyes before falling unconscious.
"Master-!"
Raziel was the first to move, and he reached out to grab Layla's unconscious form before it could touch the ground.
His hands shook slightly as he held the more fragile than usual person in his arms and cradled her body close to his. He looked shaken but breathed deeply at the same time.
"Raziel, bring master to me. We need to get her checked out. The crack is small and fresh. If we quickly go back to the temple, we might be able to get it filled up in time."
