"Someone else could just drink her Holy Grail."
Niya was not just saying it. She reached straight over, trying to grab the Golden Holy Grail floating beside Philly, but—
Ash caught her wrist first, and at the same time swung his sword to block the Bloodfury Hunter behind her as it tried to force its way into the small shopping mall.
Beside them, Vishy whirled the Barbell Bar and smashed the Bloodfury Hunter's head apart like a watermelon.
"Didn't you see? If you drink from the Holy Grail now, a Rainbow Beam appears. If you drink it, other people like us will keep hunting you down."
"I know. I've been listening to you talk, even if I don't understand all of it." Niya shook off his hand and said calmly, "But aren't I the only suitable person here? I'm the only one who isn't special."
Ash was momentarily speechless. Niya was right. If this was a Ritual that restored the Demon's strength through sacrifice, then Niya was undoubtedly the most suitable offering. Both Ash and Vishy could make use of the Demon's power; only Niya was extra. Having her here did not mean much, and losing her would not make much difference. "As long as we don't deal with that sniper, we'll never be safe." Niya analyzed coolly, "Someone has to take the risk. But aside from me, an outsider, aren't all of them people you treasure?"
"She isn't." "I'm not."
As soon as the words left their mouths, Ash looked thoughtfully at Vishy. Vishy's face darkened, and she consciously withdrew from the doorway to let him take over the defensive line. She dropped the heavy Barbell Bar and reached toward Philly's Holy Grail.
Aside from Niya, Vishy was actually very suitable as a sacrifice too. After all, a Demon