Suddenly, Nightingale's view was no longer obscured.
Seeing this shocking event unfold, the demonic beasts slowed down and instead of crazily trying to surround her, they refused to move forward as if they were scared of her.
These demonic hybrids were scared.
The monster hanging on top of the cave waved its tentacles and roared furiously, but it didn't achieve the desired effect. The only ones who still followed its orders were three sickle monsters. They were now powerless and could no longer threaten Nightingale. The tight line of defense had now been broken.
No enemy could now stop her.
Nightingale gathered what was left of her magic power and rushed towards the dome center.
As she was closing in, she finally understood what Fran meant by abnormal.
