All of them were in awe, gaping in sheer astonishment at the scene happening in front of them. Just a few feet away from them, they saw the boss monster kneeling helplessly in front of a mysterious being.
Though it struggled, clawed, and growled with all its might, it was helpless in front of the hooded figured wearing the poker faced mask. As the monstrosity’s form slowly shriveled, shrink, and then piece by piece of its grotesque body fell off, turning to a purplish goo.
Its malevolent purple aura that was uncontrollably scattering a while ago was now getting absorbed by the mysterious figure standing in front of it; even the mist like miasma seems to be getting absorbed into the new-comer’s body.
“What the hell is going on?”
Marco swallowed hard, trying to fend off the creeping fear inside of him. He didn’t know what was happening, but it scared him that there was an unknown person who was more powerful than the monster they struggled to defeat.