It's a matter of endurance now.
Killian stepped forward again, reaching for the dagger in his thigh garter, and calling for the smoke bomb in his inventory. There was one more plan up his sleeve.
It was as reckless as all his other plans had ever been. But it could be effective. After all, there was no one else that could save them.
He couldn't yet defeat a Knight of the Goddess that possessed his cousin's body.
"Don't be reckless, Killian. Give me more control—"
"No."
The red veins in his eyes increased in numbers, forming cracks along the black pupil.
Killian stepped forward, holding the smoke bomb and massaging his throat.
"I said, I will kill him myself. This time without holding back."
"But you could also kill Juda."
Killian said nothing, rushing to counter the Knight's incoming attack. He closed the distance again, his body moving on instinct as he swung the Void-Bat down.
