Mammon swung his darkness-coated monk's spade. His swing conjured a darkness-filled hurricane that assailed everyone around him. Nearby Devotee of Passion's members were swept by this dark turbulence. Leda cast a spell that created a pyramid of light that protected her. The Soul Swan covered itself using its wings.
"Haha! Are you two the only worthy opponents left?" Mammoth mocked. "If you are, then I have grown bored of this. Maybe it's time to end this pathetic game."
Mammon increased his attacking pace. Leda and the Soul Swan had difficulty keeping up. The others could no longer approach with Mammon's dark energy growing more violent. Many demons also kept them occupied, leaving only Leda and the Soul Swan to deal with the devil. The two's HP continued to drop at a worrying rate.
Suddenly, a soothing wind blew past, and a refreshing rain fell from the sky.
"Hm…?" Mammon stopped his offense. He could sense this was no normal wind and rain.
