Persephone, along with the others, seemed more than willing to vent off some steam.
Particularly Eliza and Elina, since they were still slightly shaken by their last encounter with the illusion that had almost ended their lives.
Michael was the first one to act. Using Lightning Surge, he blurred forward, leaving a trail of crackling thunder in his wake.
The fighting illusions, which all bore the appearance of werewolves, didn't get the chance to spot him until it was too late.
Appearing behind an oblivious foe in a flash, Michael opted to use his physical strength rather than rely on Devil and struck the enemy with his fist.
Whoosh!
The werewolf-like illusion was swept off its feet and flung to the side.
Although the creature dimmed ever so slightly, it was by no means defeated.
Letting out a deafening howl, the creature rose back onto its two legs, shining eyes locking onto Michael.
