Akainmhar's eyes turned into small slits under the constraint of the light released by the pillar of slaughter aura. His figure stepped back as he felt a powerful pressure force him to back away in front of the numerous energy with a different source.
Soon he found himself obliged to stand on the other side of the towering creature's back, but his sight was nonetheless, fixated on Fell's figure inside the pillar of slaughter aura.
"To what extent would his strength keep growing?" he mumbled quietly as he felt a chill run down his skin. His spine straightened as his balance shifted slightly, his body had instinctively entered into battle mode, as the numerous sources of energy brewing in front of him caused him to feel pressured.