Fierce Battle and Revenge

Crestet Cesimir breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man in steel descend from the sky and block the Aurora Order Oracle's attack.

Was that the "Iron Man" who had killed the "Giant" mentioned in the reports?

Had he been watching the battle from the shadows all along? How had he managed that... Could that armor also turn invisible?

Whatever his identity, we Nighthawks owe him a tremendous favor this time...

Even as he thought this, Cecimir seized the opening Iron Man had created. He clicked his teeth together and released the Vengeful Spirit sealed within them.

The invisible Vengeful Spirit had barely appeared when it unleashed a Shriek at Mr. A, who had just finished casting Lightning Strike.

A trace of pain crossed Mr. A's beautiful face, already twisted by anger. But he was experienced enough to know the Nighthawks' counterattack was coming, so he switched to another soul he had Grazed. His body swelled to nearly three meters tall, his skin turned pitch-black, and two curved goat horns marked with sinister patterns grew from his head. Wings reeking of sulfur beat behind him.

This was Devil Transformation.

The instant his transformation was complete, the Nighthawks, who had recovered somewhat from the earlier impact, raised their guns as one and opened fire.

Mr. A beat his sulfurous wings, easily sweeping aside most of the bullets. The few Demon-Hunting Bullets that struck him failed to pierce the Devil's flesh, which was like a suit of thick, hard armor.

Mr. A glanced at the Nighthawks still firing and at the "Steel Armor" pointing its palm at him, seemingly preparing an attack. A cold smile spread across his demonic face, and he uttered a word in the Demon Tongue, laden with filth and stench:

"Die!"

The Nighthawks, who had received