Trick opened his arms, summoning a swarm of bluish-black mist. It traveled in front of him, creating a spinning cone that eventually formed into a vortex.
Midnight distanced himself from the attack, observing what it could do first before deciding to dive straight towards it. Trick called it Malicial Prison, indicating that this attack was specially designed for Malice.
"I think I have to switch—" Before Midnight could even finish, an iron rod was fired from the vortex. He coughed blood, seeing the bar pierce right through his abdomen. "What?"
When Midnight looked down, there was hell. A barrage of bars was fired at him, all having the same level of power as the first one. The man tried to dodge, but the sheer number of bars made it impossible to escape from it.
"Mister Midnight!" Elena yelled in both shock and fear. Her only hope was being skewered with multiple iron bars simultaneously. It was a helpless sight to see, but she could not do anything.
