This was an unexpected encounter, both sides fueled by anger, wishing to tear the other to shreds. Yet their true selves were elsewhere; here it was merely shells being controlled.
[Evade!]
Lorenzo's voice echoed in their minds.
This was his war with Roger, both of them deeply corrupted like a devastating hurricane, where even proximity meant destruction for mortals, not to mention the aftermath of the fight.
One wave after another, making it hard to breathe.
Eve instinctively fled to cover, Oscar stumbled, leaning on his longsword, running with difficulty; they couldn't participate in this level of combat. Even Shao Liangxi, protected by Anti-Meme, felt intense discomfort at this moment.
She pulled Rod tightly; this unfortunate soul, lacking combat experience, was dazed the moment the corruption erupted, like a puppet being dragged along by Shao Liangxi.
"Oh, oh, oh! The stars have made their appearance!"
Oscar didn't forget to shout even at a time like this.
