A chaotic melee raged within the rain clouds.
The demons' screams rang without end.
When the humans narrowed the battlefield, it worked against the large number of demons instead. Especially that witch who unleashed endless phantom spirits—she constantly pressed down the demons' offensive, while the other wizards cooperated with the phantom spirits to reap them down. In a short time, they forced the demons back step by step.
Many demons wanted to escape the rain clouds, but entering was easy; leaving required Nitotip's permission.
Yet Nitotip clearly had no intention of letting the demons leave.
At that moment, Nitotip was trapped in a triangular encirclement by three human wizards: the frost-haired, fire-eyed witch; the dark-skinned man wreathed in the phantom image of a Black Dragon; and the handsome young man with golden curls.
Sinafa, Essek, and Nereus!
They did not attack Nitotip. They merely formed a horn-to-horn formation, sealing off every opening around her, intending to trap her completely within this corner.
Nitotip gave a faint laugh. Rather than looking at the three of them, she looked past them, toward the summit of the distant Void Giant Tower—
Two figures, both wearing masks, faced one another like twin mountains.
Orucia and Monchi stood less than ten meters apart. A cold wind rose, slanting rain falling over them and weaving a vast curtain of rain.
The momentum on both sides continued to climb, yet neither made the first move.
After withdrawing her gaze, Nitotip still made no move. The humans likewise did not attack her. Their purpose was obvious: they had never intended to kill her within the rain clouds.
The battle around them was incomparably chaotic, but at the two core areas of the battlefield, time seemed to have frozen.
After a long while, Nitotip raised her head. Her gaze