In the midst of darkness, the execution ground, drastically altered in terrain, was enveloped in silence.
However, this seemingly calm quietude was filled with turbulent, severe changes.
At this very moment,
the elderly Caster, Elva, was facing the most dangerous situation he had encountered this evening.
— The power of "Fury."
Thicker than the night's depths, a black fog pervaded every corner of the battlefield, leaving no crevice unfilled.
Stepping onto the battlefield unprotected meant facing an immediate loss of consciousness.
This was Ronald's counterattack.
The moment Claudia opened this gap for him, this black mist filled with the power of Hell's oath surged out under Ronald's control, instantly devouring everything.
By then, the dominant force on the battlefield had completely changed.
Even though Elva had altered the structure of the execution ground with the walls he had created, the omnipresent black fog further sealed off the space.