117 The Liberator.

"Someone is coming." Ikaris raised her head and looked at the door of their cell, glaring and grimacing.

"Let me handle it this time." Dina stood staring at Ikaris. "The last time you fought until your eyes bled, do not strain yourself any further, let your mana recover, it is slow but-" she stopped when the locks outside of their cell rattled and a grunt came from the other side while the door slowly creaked open.

"Out both." A loud groggy voice echoed, followed by the stench of raw fish breath.

"I'll use pulsar." Dina raised her hands and formed a triangle with her index and thumb fingers. "I'll blast a hole through this whole castle and destroy everything before me!" She sneered as her mana started forming.

"If you do that you will take forever to recover without Arkadia-"

"It'll be fine, of you're right, of Sol really came then he'll know, I believe he'll come."