"Calamity, you're not welcome here!"
William stopped when he heard the sweet voice. He floated in the air and looked at the other party.
In front of him was a huge mist phantom that was so blurry that one could only tell that it was probably a woman. The only thing clear about Her was Her two eyes that flickered with a faint blue light.
"Why? Is it because I snatched something from you in the Holy Sepulchre not long ago, or because I tore down six layers of curtains here the last time I was here?" William asked with a smile.
The other party didn't reply. The sky, which was as thick as an oil painting, was stirred by a force and almost half of the sky's color was pulled into a deep vortex. Then, a huge suction force came from the vortex.
This power didn't affect anything corporeal at all, but any invisible object—be it a summoned creature formed from magic or a Lunar Monster—would feel an irresistible force.
