Feeling that the restrictions of the world had loosened, Arabel began to worry. Her own strength corresponded to the gold rank, and even so, she had not yet reached its peak due to the limitations of the system.
"Facing platinum—ranked creatures alone is madness!" she whispered, trembling slightly in fear.
However, she couldn't back down. Otherwise, her younger brother, like the rest of the awakened ones, would have been transported to another world, and Arabel did not know what could have happened to him. She couldn't let that happen! By all means, at any cost.
Sighing heavily and exhaling, realizing that there was almost no time left, Arabel touched the ghost mask that she had put on recently. Remembering what prompted her to do this, she smiled slightly.