"You!"
The Knight turned his head, his eyes a mixture of rage and awe. Nihilak observed how the sword had managed to impale his chest, instantly comprehending that the attack had harnessed every ounce of strength in Zatiel's body and must have been charged for an extended period of time.
Zatiel was not slower than Nihilak when it came to reconstructing his body. He utilized the extra time to leave a decoy, one capable of incapacitating Nihilak when he attacked the samsara lotus. Numerous complications could have arisen, but Zatiel understood that triumphing in this battle necessitated risks. Thus, he enacted the plan without a moment's hesitation.
The Samsara Thearch's lips curled into a cold smile as a burst of flame erupted from the sword, sowing chaos within the Harbinger of Desolation.
"¡AHHHHH!"
