Seconds painstakingly ticked away, filling the atmosphere with tension and worry. We were in a real predicament here and the sustained injuries added a new kind of urgency to our rescue.
I looked at the girl next to me, reassured by her presence. Everything would be a lot bleaker without Ryoko here, but at the same time, I wished she wouldn’t have to go through this. If only I hadn’t gotten her involved...
But then, I hadn’t asked for any of this and nobody could’ve predicted Master Ryuga’s insanity. If he hadn’t assaulted me, none of this would’ve happened.
“I made coffee.” Ryoko placed a couple of cups down on the metal table and sat down next to me, her hands clasped around her own mug.
“Thanks,” Sim muttered, still drained from earlier.
I reached across the table for my own mug an
