Kaboom! Every strike sent out by Allan made the demons and witches fly off huge distances. Pollo's blue fire scorched through the field, his big yet nimble body smacking the unlucky victims to their deaths. The shadow shield controlled by Mephisto would lash its whips at those who dared attack it, either poisoning them or smearing acid on their faces.
Noah would want to watch, but he was focusing on the splurge of magic. In his heart, he only needed to channel magic out just so Rosanna would be fixed. He didn't even know what they were trying to do, but Belphegor had given him the impression that they could save Rosanna—they wanted to save Rosanna!
It's just that… it's been minutes, and the female cambion only grew stronger.
