Before Niza could continue his attack. Several arrows made of compressed wind shot toward him from the forest.
"What?"
His eyes widened. He immediately jumped backward.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
The arrows exploded where he had been standing moments earlier. At the same time, the crushing pressure vanished.
Amon and Marcus instantly regained their mobility.
Niza narrowed his eyes. His gaze swept across the trees.
Someone had fired those arrows. But from where?
And who? Before he could find the answer.
He sensed something strange. Something very dark. Something dangerous. His eyes slowly shifted toward Amon.
The young man's entire body was now covered by a dark black layer of shadow, except his face.
The shadows clung tightly to him like living armor. Then darkness emerged from nowhere. It wrapped itself around his figure.
A thick smoky aura surrounded him. Dark trails lingered behind every movement.
