Calm down, ma'am. You've had it on for less than a minute... The glance Fors cast over her shoulder made Lorry keenly sense that something was wrong.
He instinctively tightened his grip on her shoulders and hurriedly reminded her in a low voice:
"Don't push yourself.
"If you feel you can't hold on, switch with me."
I know... This man talks too much... So annoying. I want him to shut up... Fors tensed and nodded quickly to show that she knew her limits. But with her negative emotions stirred up, she still couldn't help feeling irritated, constantly thinking about how to break free of his hands and shove him away.
Half a minute later.
She handed the Shadow Ring back and secretly let out a long sigh of relief.
By then, outside, Kieran had completed most of the preparations under Chloe's direction and was drawing the black magic circle.
Lorry reminded her quietly:
"We can't keep watching.
"If they finish the black magic ritual, you'll be in danger."
Fors said nothing. Sorrow in her eyes, she gave a faint, almost imperceptible nod.
Lorry continued:
"Their attention is all on the ritual now. No one will notice this spot. Wait here. I'll go deal with them."
"All right." Fors fell silent for two seconds, then nodded gently again.
Lorry couldn't help feeling a little surprised by her ready agreement.
He had thought he would have to spend some time persuading Fors to agree to his decision. He hadn't expected her to be so rational.
As that thought flashed through his mind, he wasted no more time and turned his hand over, taking out the Serrated Dagger.
But just then, the situation changed again!
"The two symbols in the upper-right corner are wrong," Chloe said quietly. Her left hand rested against her