probably. There’s no guarantee.”


    Two at once? That complicated things. She should probably sit down . . .


    Right, stay focused. Sweat broke out across her body, and she leaned against the wall for support.


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    The prickling in her leg turned to a sharp stab of pain. Relia had dealt with hundreds of cuts and broken bones during her training, but this was worse. It always came with a sense of wrongness, like an agonizing itch she couldn’t scratch.


    Thank the Angels. Relia accepted the box with a shaky hand. Her nerves had left her mouth barren, but she’d swallowed her pills without water before. She brought the glowing blue capsule to her mouth, feeling the bitter taste on her tongue. In that moment, the crystal in her spine grew sharper, and her muscles went limp.


    No, no, no!


    Angels above. Why did it always come to this? First the Martials, and now these soldiers. Why did people always have to die for the stupidest reasons?


    Two against one. Relia couldn’t walk, and Akari still lay unconscious on the floor. Her life mana was too slow to reach them from a distance, and her opponents wouldn’t fall to a pure technique. Her control was too shaky for that.