Shade had once had an opportunity to gain the power of "night," but he had voluntarily given it up because he had needed to return to Eternal Night City to rescue Fiona. His only power related to "darkness" now was the thaumaturgy—Shadow Ball. Even after being affected by the "Source of Earthly Distortion" and gaining a petrification effect, it could never contend with something as purely luminous as an "Angel."
"I don't have the power of night, but I have other ideas. Miss Isabella, can you fly a little higher?"
"I can, but I think there should be a limit to the altitude. Aren't you unable to leave this area?"
The Blonde Witch pulled Shade along as she continued evading the hundreds of pursuing beams, while Shade swung the pure white greatsword in his hand, clashing with the Angel's long whip time and again.
To ensure that she could keep a firm hold on Shade, Miss Isabella eventually even held his waist with one arm, pressing him against her chest. But that meant she had to bear the force of the impacts herself. Fortunately, this genuine Demigod Witch could still endure it.
The sphere of light in the Angel's hand rose into the sky again, but before that radiance could erupt, a Thunder Spear pierced through the orb, and the Black Moon Rune directly annihilated it.
"The power of final demise is effective against this evil thing as well, but your strength is still insufficient to annihilate it completely."
The witch reminded him. By then, they had flown high enough, and Shade finally saw the Angel's radiance-transformed face clearly. It was terribly distorted, its eyes tightly shut and its face filled with sorrow. Shade had only glanced at it once before an inexplicable grief filled his heart.
But he still