The mix of fires and steam made the battlefield hard to see through. The air wavered, making it difficult to tell friends from enemies. Smoke and steam combined created a strange, swirling fog that covered the area.
Erik's Chimeric Demons kept launching fireballs; only this time, it was almost impossible for anyone to avoid them.
The Chimaeric Demons weren't the only ones who kept attacking from a distance.
The blackguards, too, kept attacking the areas where the Chimeric Demons were. It was just that they used many types of sources. From weapons to brain crystal powers.
"Surprised, boy?" Uncle Benjamin said, wiping blood from his face. His mask was now cracked. "Did you think I'd be weaker than you? In the air, you can't use that body of yours…"