The fragmented shadow world trembled with three forces unleashing their aura.
The instant Shirley and Isabella unleashed their full might, the thick fog churned like boiling water, clearing away. Space rippled under their pressure, and the sheer elemental force they radiated caused the darkness in the surroundings to recoil. Their aura, one blazing like a heavenly fairy with heaven-shattering icefire, the other rumbling with earth's unyielding might merged into a force that pushed back the darkest night.
The Nefarious Darkwill Rakshasa halted, its crescent forehead eye narrowing ever so slightly. Its long, ink-black robes fluttered despite the terrifying force the two women projected, and its six undulating tendrils hissed in resistance, shaking off the pressuring force that bore down upon it.
"Careful…!"
