Chapter 162: Dealing with Cleo's sleep

"Marvin!" Tom shouted from the bottom of his lungs. Even though the soundwave would be slightly tampered by the gate separating the dungeon's corridors and the boss room, he still hoped that his voice would reach his friend. 

After all, he was supposed to wait with the rest of the group just at the edge of the range of Tom's voice. 

'I wonder if it will work,' Tom thought, casting a quick glance towards the exist before moving his eyes back at the girl in his arms. 

'Still, is she just exhausted? Did she run out of mana? Or what else could have happened?' Tom attempted to figure out the problem. 

After using her new ability just twice, Cleo collapsed and lost consciousness. Right now, her chest was moving up and down, proving that, at the very least, she was still alive. 

But that didn't mean anything.