In front of them, they could see four misty figures with a threatening demeanor, these figures seemed to be glaring at them condescendingly which almost made the group to fall on to their knees.
'I think I was right, these crimson misty figures are two fold more powerful that the original us.' Malam came to a conclusion, he held Rabi into his arms firmly as they approached the four figures slowly by slowly.
One should know that the figures were not held back by the dark slithering things, for some reasons, the dark slithering things would pass through these figures as if they were just some mundane mist or air.
Among the four figures, there was one of them which was holding a misty Promiscuous Chain another one was holding an umbrella, another one a cleaver and the last one was holding a glaive that was burning with a crimson fire.
