"Ash… Stop flying, you need your mana, if we both get drained, then we can't survive!" Zofia exclaimed, covering her mouth while holding onto Ash's hand.
MP: 70/300
Ashrosaliera's MP was depleting hard, around 1 per second, accounting for the natural regeneration speed.
Ash had about a minute left of flight, much less than the two minutes she had anticipated, because she had forgotten about the 50 MP cost for the initial cast, which was so stupid of her, she thought.
"If we go down there, we might die! Have you seen how huge that thing is?" Ash answered back. "And I don't know its skills or what it can do, but it looks hella dangerous, do you know?"
"I don't know its abilities in detail either!" Zofia explained. "But I'd rather take that chance, Ash. Otherwise, we'll plummet to our death before rescue comes, or suffocate up here."
Ashrosaliera kissed her teeth in annoyance, but she could do nothing. What Zofia said makes so much sense.
