Beneath the cold moonlight, fireworks crisscrossed through the air. The speed at which Asano Kiyoshi and Stark's blades collided was utterly impossible to follow. Countless terrifying Slashes appeared in midair before crashing down, carving blank gaps through the Blood Sea and erasing the sandy ground altogether.
The wolf pack Ninny had transformed into continuously tore at those Little Demons. Every explosion of a blue giant wolf blasted out a wide empty stretch.
But there were simply too many of those grotesque Little Demons—so many that Ninny could not spare even a shred of attention. Even under the wolf pack's bombardment, the Wrathful Ghosts showed no sign of dwindling. Instead, they multiplied like maggots clinging to bone.
The sounds of battle from above made Ninny panic. This was the first time she had encountered such a terrifying enemy.
Though she and Stark were essentially one, Ninny did not actually possess all of Stark's memories. More accurately, she was like Stark's daughter, with little memory of what had happened before.
When she saw Stark seemingly locked in a bitter battle, Ninny's focus had already begun to falter. Looking at the nearly endless Wrathful Ghosts before her, she experienced a feeling called despair for the first time.
As that emotion grew, the wolf pack under her control became somewhat disordered. Seizing that opportunity, the Wrathful Ghosts suddenly launched a massive attack on Ninny.
Although Ninny reacted quickly, faced with such an enormous number of Wrathful Ghosts, she was still beaten back step by step.
Sensing the wolf pack gradually vanish and shrink, Stark, who was fighting Asano Kiyoshi, grew anxious as well. He took a deep breath, his expression turning serious and solemn. Looking at Asano Kiyoshi, he exhaled and slowly said,
"Sorry, kid. From here on, keep your guard up. Otherwise, you