Willow's talisman suddenly exploded, releasing a bright golden light. As for the mist the talisman produced, it expanded into a sphere roughly three meters in diameter.
It encapsulated Willow, the person who activated the talisman.
Hex, who was running off, but barely in range.
Layla, who was on Apollo's back, shielding her eyes from the bright glare.
And Apollo, who was right in front of Willow, about to pierce her with his bokken.
Then, all four of them disappeared.
The black tendrils slammed into the ground, their original targets nowhere to be seen. Falk roared out in anger, unable to accept what transpired.
...
From within a small room composed of black flesh, Oddryl narrowed his eyes.
"...That glow. I've seen it before."
He let out a faint sigh.
"The Shadows..."
Oddryl paced around the small room, lost in his thoughts.
"Hm... I suppose their interference was inevitable."
