"Take this, you evil sorcerer!" Lorcan shouted as he charged up the rooftop.
Amid his furious roar, a purple shadow sword sliced through the air, aiming straight for Eldritch's forehead.
A group of saints followed, their expressions determined and fearless as they rushed toward Eldritch.
With a wave of his right hand, Eldritch unleashed a black and red energy that enveloped his hand. He reached into the void, snatching Lorcan's shadow sword midair.
The black and red energy instantly spread and wrapped around Lorcan's shadow sword.
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