章節 637: What the hell are you?

Derek was unsure of how many restarts had taken place, but he could tell it was taking a lot out of Leon with each restart he got. After torching Leon and reducing him to ashes, a restart took place, but things weren't looking good for him.

Leon's face was dyed red with blood coming from his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth. He constantly vomited blood and attacked less. Derek and Sol stood there in silence and observed his deadly pale skin, and they estimated he had only a handful of restarts in him.

Meanwhile, Leon was left devastated. He failed to understand how these two were calm after over a hundred restarts. They never made a mistake, they never seemed frustrated. They simply coordinated perfectly with each other while laughing and telling stupid jokes as they fought.

Do they not feel frustrated?