In two weeks!

"The Rating Game will be held in two weeks time," Riser told both Peerages. "I personally was going to give you ten days, but Rias wanted a month. Sirzechs-sama gave her half that," he added.

Rias grimaced. Had she not become a genie, she would have wanted the Rating Game to happen immediately out of pride, but ultimately accepted ten days. As it stood now, she was better at putting said pride aside, hence her request for a month, knowing that even with that, their odds weren't exactly good. Her Peerage needed to get a lot stronger to beat Riser.

"Two weeks it is," Issei nodded. "I'll kick your ass then, you KFC reject."

"KFC?" Riser blinked, the insult going over his head.

"He means Kentucky Fried Chicken," one of his girls informed him, making him sputter.

"C-chicken!?" Riser spluttered in sheer indignation. "You filthy commoner! I'll give you points for guts, but don't ever presume to speak to me in that manner again!"

"Bring it!" Issei growled, bringing out his Boosted Gear, but Rias stepped in, putting a hand on his gauntlet.

"Not now," she told him quietly. "You aren't a match for him..."

"Listen to her, commoner," Riser sneered. "You can't hope to beat me with a Sacred Gear you're only barely learning to use. Even with the time to prepare, our victory is guaranteed," he added, stepping back towards the circle. "I suggest you get as much use out of that Lamp as you can before it belongs to me. You might get yourself a few extra girls as a consolation prize. Don't waste your time training for a fight you can't win." With that, they were gone.

Looking at Rias's grave expression, Issei felt his heart sink. The way things stood, Rias clearly wasn't confident in their chances. He **** down his fear. He would find a way to even the playing field, whatever it took. "We're training our asses off," he stated. "I'll wipe the smug off of his face with my fists."

"That's right. We can't quit now, President," Kiba nodded along with Koneko. Rias managed a weak smile.