Elliot wanted to feel relieved, but he cannot. The one who the prophecy preferred to could not be Malice at all. It might be someone more powerful and more dangerous than her.
He glanced at Lance who felt the pressure placed into his shoulders. Lance was the one with the White and Dark affinity, and he might be the Prophecized Boy. Now he have to defeat Bruno, the Archangel Sariel instead.
"Lance," Elliot placed his hand on the man's shoulder. "We're here to support you in fighting Bruno. You're not going to be defeated."
Lance laughed and shook his head. "I know I have you guys. Besides, you're the most powerful one among us. You just need a little more push."
Elliot laughed. He opened his mouth and was about to say something when they felt an immense aura loom over them. Before they could even react, a large ball of energy was hovering at the area they hid on.
"There you are, you little ants."