1080 1080. Shining thing

Noah advanced toward the defensive formations without minding his surroundings. The cloud of corrosive smoke spread from his fiendish form and soon landed on the golden shields.

The smoke didn't manage to pierce those defenses, but tremors sparkled from time to time on their surface as Noah's spell continued to attack it.

It was a constant siege. The Demonic Form forced the golden shields to waste more energy since it remained on top of them.

"We can't avoid the arrows," Chasing Demon said as he neared him. A metallic layer had appeared on top of his skin, and a humming sound came out of it to keep the corrosive smoke away.

"Someone always needs to block them," Great Elder Diana said while reaching Noah too. An array of minute lightning bolts covered her figure and destroyed every particle of corrosive smoke that tried to touch her skin.