The Children of Nether were powerful, supremely skilled, and fierce. They wielded their powers with profound mastery, and their Will washed over the devastated square like a tide. Fighting them felt like fighting Saint — theirs was a grounded, methodical, and indomitable battle style. It revealed the depths of their malevolent resolve and felt suffocating in its relentless inevitability.
However, today, they had met their match.
Sunny, Nephis, and Saint were overwhelmingly powerful themselves. In fact, it was astonishing that a group of Great Nightmare Creatures could pressure them — having always fought across Ranks, Sunny had grown used to only being wary of Cursed abominations. A Great Nightmare Creature had to be at least a Terror to make him feel tense.
For now, their strength was evenly matched…
