It was not Dark Flame, but Dark Nightmare. This power existed in the same form as Ann, drifting between illusion and reality like an erratic quantum. Its greatest characteristic was that it was difficult to detect and could not be restrained by any elemental power.
When others finally noticed…
Just like the snake at this moment.
However, it was already too late. The Nightmare had descended, and the snake still maintained its triumphant look. However, the girl's voice rang in its ears.
"Your head is too high…"
Distorted spatial power spread from Ann's two chain claws. In an instant, it was as if the entire world had stopped, leaving only the two colors of red and black like the girl.
Red was the background, while black marked her prey.
"Get down!"
