Above the city buildings, an ever-growing sphere of black swarms churned and expanded.
Boom!
[Infernal Ember]
A beam of scorching red flames tore a hole through the sphere as a lone figure shot out, attempting to escape the encirclement, only to be swallowed once more. The sphere moved with him, keeping him firmly within its grasp, while the hole he blasted open was instantly sealed by motor devil vultures.
Several crimson beams tore through the sphere one after another, yet no matter the damage inflicted, the devil vultures simply would not die. Even those burnt beyond recognition healed at an unnatural pace that made Damain's regeneration seem like child's play. Those completely destroyed were replaced in an instant. It felt as though he struggled against the ocean with a boulder chained to his waist. No matter how fiercely he fought to swim free, he only sank deeper.
For a moment, it became almost certain he would never escape the encirclement.
Until…
