The Counterattack

William narrowed his eyes.

It can phase through attacks... but not energy-based strikes.

Good.

He adjusted his grip on the Evil Spear, feeling the weapon hum with power in his hands.

With a sharp sweep, the tip carved a glowing arc in the air—

[Slash]!

A streak of dark energy surged from the spear, slicing through the air toward the nightmare.

But the beast was fast—

Too fast.

It leaped at the last moment, dodging the attack.

The dark arc collided with the ruins behind it, causing a violent explosion that sent debris flying.

And then—

Nightmare retaliated.

A blinding black light erupted from its body, sweeping over the battlefield.

And from the darkness—

Three phantom nightmares emerged.

Each one tore itself free from the unconscious bodies of the Forum Master, the Gambler, and Metatron.

Their nightmares had been given form.