Too late!
Xiangyue Xun felt invigorated, letting out a long sigh of relief.
She seemed somewhat visibly pleased.
After all, she wasn't a truly composed elder.
"Hmm."
Under the heavy black hood, Yatagarasu lightly nodded and released the lantern from its left hand.
The ancient and weathered lantern floated in the air, its flame slightly brightening, attracting the struggling white souls around it, stabilizing them once more.
After leaving the lantern in place, silently assisting Xiangyue, Yatagarasu gripped the battle scythe, and with a strong gust of wind from its four wings, it vanished from its spot.
The death goddess transformed into a pitch-black specter, charging towards the front of the battlefield.
...
Kamiyagawa's side had three units with deity-level strength, encircling the heavily injured Tianjin Maro, making the battle one-sidedly overwhelming.
Then, the fourth deity, Yatagarasu, joined the fight.
