Morvane's fury boiled over as he launched himself at Esmael, his speed blurring his form. But before he could land a single blow, he slammed into an invisible barrier. The impact reverberated through the room, throwing him back.
"What is this?" Morvane growled, eyes blazing with rage. He pressed his hands against the shimmering wall, pushing with all his might.
Takeshi's voice was calm and mocking. "Not so fast, boy. We're not here for round two. We have other business to attend to."
Morvane's fists pounded against the barrier, desperation and frustration evident in every strike. He even drew a dagger, slashing at the unseen force, but nothing worked.
Drevon's voice rang out, sharp and demanding. "What are your intentions here, Takeshi?"
Luna stepped forward, her voice firm despite the chaos. "They're here to kill a demon. A demon who slipped from the dark realm. Esmael believes that if he kills the demon, he will gain its power."
