Jeremy had come out of his Bone Cathedral.
No one had been paying attention, not even his own summoning.
Only Yvanna was aware of his gaze and presence.
But what was she doing here? Wasn't she fighting Malrik?
Technically, she was still doing that.
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After Malrik unleashed all his power.
Souls, which until a moment before were floating around him with damned expressions, were absorbed into his body.
But he did not undergo any transformation.
However, the power he exuded was enough to silence all forms of doubt.
He had become incredibly more powerful and sinister.
Gugistrum Yvanna was handling the direct confrontation against the devil, while Velastrum Yvanna was acting as support.
But, of course, they were losing.
The moment the devil unleashed all his power, unrestrained, the clash became almost one-sided.
Almost.
Yvanna was not weak.
She had long since perfected her fighting style.
Defeat would not come in a short moment, or rather, it would not come at all.
