The beams of light all shot towards a spot in the air, right above Apollo, Willow, and Falk. Though this was a rather precarious situation, Apollo and Willow didn't seem to notice it. One laughed madly with widened eyes while the other was silent with closed eyes.
The two of them continued to clash with each other, but were unable to truly harm one another.
As for Falk... he raised his shield above him, but did so with trepidation. It was as though Falk could already foresee the consequences he would have to face.
He peeked out from behind the shield.
The beams of light were only a few meters away from colliding. At that moment...
"Waaaaaaah!~"
A blurry purple figure leaped towards the epicenter of the soon-to-be explosion.
It was Layla. With a cheerful smile on her face, she pulled back her hand. It tensed into a claw before rapidly accelerating forward.
Falk's eyes bulged out from their sockets.
"Who the fu-"
