Azaroth stared at her as she struggled to hold the monsters back with nothing but her sword alone. He could have used his sword, fire, or even chaos core to help her.
But Azaroth had no reason to. Nothing at all, not a single one. And with the way she had not been using her skills, she had been dragging him back.
At least Azaroth felt a bit of respect for her as she didn't cry out while facing her death. Then Catena smashed his way through with nothing but raw strength. On his right hand, his chain was wrapped around his arm, and a metal ball was in his palm.
In Catena's left hand was a rock, crumbling and glowing with green light. Azaroth understood then how Catena got his strength in a place where he could not draw from the earth's power.
He had kept a small rock behind, probably from his storage space, and he was now drawing from the same rock, but it could not help him for long. As Azaroth watched him, Catena stumbled as the rock finished crumbling.
