"RELEASE ME YOU BASTARD!!" Malworon shouted at the top of his lungs, struggling intensely to get rid of the hands that were holding his body.
"Why are you shouting? Or are you thinking that just because you shout out loud, I will release you?" Rahu's voice echoed from behind Malworon, his voice deeper than usual. Seeing that Malworon was once again going to open his mouth. Rahu sighed and waved his hand, sealing his mouth shut.
Finally, he glanced down at the battlefield. His black smoke had devoured close to eighty thousand now.
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure spread throughout the battlefield. Rahu smiled when he saw this.
Down below, at the spot where Shakkar and the other members of House Ravana were standing, there was a black smoke coming out.
The ground cracked. A massive shadow began to rise from beneath the battlefield.
A gigantic demonic hand clawed its way out of the summoning array.
A deep, ancient voice thundered throughout the battlefield.
