95 The Castle Lord [part 3]

The impact was deafening, a thunderous clash of steel and enigmatic might that sent shockwaves rippling through the chamber.

Even though Northern's clone had stood his ground powerfully, he flew away like a ragdoll, crashing into the wall and almost shattering it.

Night Terror instantly rushed forward, its massive form becoming a black blur of motion as it unleashed a torrent of black flames and claws upon the castle lord.

Koll twisted and contorted, his demonic visage twisting into a rictus of fury as he fended off the dual assault.

Despite crashing into the wall, Northern's clone quickly regained his footing. Determination etched across his face, he lunged forward, his sword glinting with a cold, silver light.

Night Terror also joined the attack, its claws burning with a black flame that looked like live darkness.

Nortnern at first wondered what it was, but at a second glance through the clone's eye, he could tell.

Void essence.