The Eagle Youth transformed into something else entirely.
It was not a person, but a Demon. An Upper Demon. So many ants fused together to create its giant humanoid eagle body—with the face of an eagle and the body of a man; wings made of ants spreading out on its back.
Wasn't it not a demon? Mark wondered for the briefest of moments. How did it suddenly become a demon?
He felt his skin crawl at the sight of seemingly endless amounts of ants. And in that short second, he also came to understand the enemy's strongest ability—something that could threaten his life.
Costume of the Murdered!
A crazy, nasty ability!
But he had no time to think more as the Eagle Monster moved downward towards him with immense speed. An explosive punch of ants headed his way, but Mark barely dodged it. Yet, tons of ants got stuck all over him in the process.
"Fuck!" Mark cursed.
