On the other corner of the battlefield...
Richard was currently facing 9 Abyssals all by himself. None of them were Royal Guards though, they're just scouts who appeared lost on what just happened to them. He sent the Royal Guards to their captain since he thought that the cap needs some exercise.
As of right now, he's currently putting the Abyssals under the most horrible torture they could even experience in their entire life.
Two small black holes, one siphoning clockwise while the other spun counter-clockwise, was placed on top and below the bunched group of Abyssals.
The suction force of the black holes were too strong for them to resist, the Abyssals had used all sorts of methods and trinkets to help them steady their ground but nothing worked. They could only sit there and suffer immensely as their flesh was continuously ripped apart from the body as it regenerates.
