In the eyes of the onlooker, Damien was like a ray of sunlight as he closed the gap between him and the crimson mages. He was moving so fast that not even their eyes could keep up with him.
He left behind countless traces as he flashed up to the crimson mages.
While witnessing his blurry figure drawing closer and closer to them, their twisted expression contorted even more. They could barely follow his movement. They wavered initially but made the same decision after a moment as if they shared the same mind.
Their eyes showed their intention. They weren't going to let him claim their heads without a proper fight.
They used all kinds of dirty methods to take him down him, but their forbidden spells and hidden weapons only found his afterimages, popping the illusions like a bubble. Not a single one of their attacks succeeded in even brushing past him, much less piercing him.