As the group stared at the Shadow before them, its mouth curled up in a twisted manner, there was a brief moment of silence in which neither party moved.
Of course, this situation did not last for long.
As quickly as it arose, the Shadow charged at the group.
Thomas immediately reached for his gun while Gerald prepared to attack, with the priest the last one to move but before any of them could act, a snap was heard.
"Rune," Alex muttered calmly as a black and white circle appeared behind him before a brilliant beam that seemed to embody the two colors rushed forth like a wave, striking the Shadow before it got a chance to withdraw.
A pained screech erupted once again and this time, the Shadow dissipated without a trace.
The apartment they were in seemed to brighten up at that moment.
However, despite the easy dispatch of the creature, none in the room let go of the tension they felt.
