It was only then that Noah saw panic overtake the man, as he saw his team healer's terrified face, a small pile of ashed to the corner of the arena, where the concrete was stained by fire, and could not find the flying blessed who was the mastermind and backbone of his team anywhere.
"Where are you?!" he yelled atop of his lungs, in a fit of anger that could shake the heavens, but had no answer.
And watching completely silently from where they'd crossed blades a second ago, a demon in sheep's skin smirked devilishly at an invisible box of text that had appeared in front of his eyes and he just now had the time to take a peek.