Chaos And Void [Part 2]

"Echo..."

As he called, several piercing wounds blasted into the creature's body, dark ichor dripping thickly from the opened wounds.

But that was not it; he was not done yet.

He opened his mouth.

"Chaos and Void..."

Northern's mouth grew wider after calling, as if he wanted to eat a mouthful. In front of his mouth, two balls suddenly appeared out of thin air. One pitch black, the other yellowish white.

They appeared with a soft radiance, glittering around them and lending a sinister elegance to the scene. As the creature's gaze fixed on the two ominous orbs of light, its resistance turned ferocious, desperation mounting with each passing second.

But Northern held fast. With his sword buried deep in the creature's chest and the stiletto lodged in its jaw, he tightened his grip.