Just as Yuna pointed toward the ring on the table, the air inside the little house seemed to grow heavier.
Arthur followed her finger.
The simple metal band sat on the rough wooden surface, its dark gem faintly pulsing with an ominous light. The wood beneath it was slightly charred, as if something inside the ring was slowly burning its way out of reality itself.
Arthur swallowed.
"How many days have I been unconscious?" Arthur asked in a low voice.
Yuna crossed her arms.
"It's been ten days," she said.
Arthur thought for a moment.
'Ten days outside…' he calculated. 'Time flows three times faster inside that ring. So it's been almost three months for him.'
He lifted his gaze from the ring to Yuna and Elizabeth.
"Even without food or water, a SS‑Ranker as strong as him can survive for months," Arthur said. "The Imperius family must be going crazy trying to find me right now."
Elizabeth's crimson eyes narrowed.
