Northern leapt upward, his original form targeting the spellcaster while the reflections mirrored his ascent.
Grengar burned with black flames as he brought it down in a devastating overhead slash.
The spellcaster raised a barrier of blood essence, but it wasn't enough.
The original Grengar collided with the barrier, shattering it like glass.
Simultaneously, every reflected Grengar struck from a different angle, their blows converging on the spellcaster's body.
The combined force of the strikes was catastrophic. The spellcaster crumbled, its entire form shattering in a brilliant flash of crimson light.
The echoes of the reflected attacks resounded through the chamber, leaving cracks running across the walls and floor.
Northern landed gracefully, his reflections dissipating into faint wisps of light that dissolved into the air.
Dante stared at him, his expression a mixture of awe and horror.