Although Astra was a Transcendent Lord and had seen her fair share of nightmares, she had never been shaken to the core like this.
Michael was a human male. There was no doubt about it. Yet as she observed his critical state and the nonchalant expression on his face, it felt as though she was facing a monster rather than one of her own kin.
For the first time in ages, panic clouded Astra's senses.
"L—Let go!" She screamed.
She attempted to stomp down on his head but failed miserably. Before her leg could connect, Michael released Heaven's Judgment and seized her leg instead.
In that moment, Astra's panic turned into horror as she realized she was unable to move either of her legs. Michael's iron grip was akin to that of a Lord, especially with the Warlock technique fueling him further.
"It doesn't feel good being looked down on, you know?" Michael chuckled, pulling Astra's legs and causing her to crash to the ground.
"How about we reverse our roles?"
Crash!
