“….Gray!”

My mentor’s right hand shook.

He used the magical energy that he had barely held in place to shoot out weak magical bullets.

His attacks could only deter the soldiers briefly at best. Though they were failures, they were still failed Servants.

My mentor’s magecraft alone could not do much damage to them. Though this was the time for me to protect him, I didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: The Atlas Contract; Chapter 4, Part 4