Rael's words echoed, calm yet absolute.
"I don't know you. But you reek of Void Shinrei… and that means you're evil."
He raised his hand, and a ripple of emerald light burst outward. Behind him.
"Seraphis."
The Echo Spirit bowed its head silently, wings folding with divine poise.
Rael's eyes glowed, and his voice cut the air like judgment itself.
"Echo Art: Mirror Shift."
He blinked, disappearing.
The Clown Man's twitching head jerked.
"Hoh…"
A sudden blur. Wind whipped. Stone cracked. Lightning flashed.
Rael appeared behind him, blade not yet manifested but his Shinrei sharpened to a cutting edge. The air itself cleaved, a line splitting across the floor.
The Clown tilted his head back unnaturally, bending like broken glass. A void-clad arm lashed out, but Rael's reflection shimmered and the strike passed through nothing.
Rael's voice rang from the side.
"You're too slow."
