However, Isaac had a solution. With the benefits of the completed ritual at stake, he didn't keep them in suspense. "You don't need to worry about that," he stated plainly. "If we focus on protecting the Law-Breaking Swordsmen, I'm confident I can guarantee not a single one of them will die."
"Hmm?!"
In that instant, everyone turned to look at Isaac in surprise. 'Such confidence?'
Isaac wasted no more words. Tilting his head slightly, he raised his right hand and flicked the small, golden, shield-like earring on his right ear. It transformed into a streak of golden light, materializing into a Golden Armored Divine General wielding a Sword and Shield, who took a position behind Isaac.
After a moment's thought, as if deciding one wasn't enough, he removed the silver ring from his left index finger and casually tossed it out. The silver light dissipated, revealing a graceful, voluptuous Witch clad in a purple gown.
