At that moment, eight Demon Swords were raised high toward the night sky. As the Whisper Elements resonated, the giant physical black sword formed from interwoven Black Shadows slashed down at the five people on the slope beneath the moon.
"Night Curtain Seal!"
The wind pressure sent Dorothy and Luvia's hair flying backward. The two young ladies pressed down on Shade's shoulders from either side, and the deep ink-black shield jointly summoned by the three of them enveloped all five people.
The great sword falling from the night sky collided with the shield, and a deafening boom erupted across Fatumonst Snow Mountain, finally alarming the settlement at the mountain foot.
When the half-asleep Claire Reinhart, wrapped in a cloak, leaned out of her window to look outside, the black radiance high on the mountain had already blended into the night. Since this battle was taking place beneath the moon in the darkness, and with Dorothy and Luvia helping him, even the force of all eight Demon Swords striking down failed to break through that ink-black shield.
A massive sword scar thus appeared out of nowhere on the snowy slope on the western side of the Snow Mountain. Amid the flurries of snow and smoke and dust stirred up by the collision of Spirit and Elements, eight blazing pillars of flame swallowed the eight people below with a low shout from the Doctor. Black sword light immediately tore through the flames. As the eight sword-wielders flew out, Dorothy frowned slightly and reached out to grab the air.
"Space Imprisonment."
The eight people, who had originally been flying in different directions, collided in midair as though drawn together by a central magnet. Just as they tried to break apart again, the winged phantom behind Priest Augustus, who had long been prepared, solidified.