Dreams were sweet and satisfying, but the reality could be really cruel. Noah and the rest were anything but safe. The black ghost had been rampaging, and even a transcended witch's attacks could barely do anything to her. The level tens struggled to keep up with the fight, but they all knew that they could only endure because of their shadows. Without their inherent power, they would have been killed earlier.
Compared to their separate entities, the abilities of the completed black ghost were pretty much the same. The only difference was that the power packed in each attack was way more than any of the separate ghosts. The power of a level eleven was basically unimaginable to Noah as he felt the difference between Sagan and Camilla at the moment. Even with Antigua and the rest, they continued to lose out.
