Northern still couldn't understand how the mere presence of a Calamitous Belial would be so threatening when he had fought an Apex Belial before.
He stood there, frozen in sight, Chaos Eyes locked at the creature in front of him—which with every second seemed to phase in and out of existence.
Its manifestation alone was an utter confusion!
Suddenly the creature seemed to move—hell, he didn't even know!—before he could act, the creature blurred, splitting into a dozen identical copies that surrounded him.
Each figure shimmered faintly, their forms bleeding into the shadows like apparitions.
Northern's Chaos Eyes scanned the copies, but their rapid shifts and distortions made it impossible—even for Chaos Eyes—to pinpoint the real one.
The illusions attacked in unison, tendrils of shadow lashing out with precision.
