Eventually, my body just flopped in Ifrit's arms once again, although this time, I had no other way to shake myself off his grip; utterly defeated. The motherf*cker Ifrit, when it came to that, he then held my body closer to his, all of a sudden, his touch became so gentle, as he also held the back of my head and not just let my wobbly head dangle in the air.
"Let's go, the marquis has waited long enou--" and whispered the filthy human as he carried my body, heading toward the magic circle.
However...
Before he could make another step forward, it was then that we both heard a roar coming from afar - a familiar battle cry of some particular lion.
"ADELLL???!!!"
