The fight had taken an unprecedented turn. One moment, it had seemed as though Humanity was about to claim victory, but the very next, the mysterious Nullborn had once again gained the upper hand, leaving Zich with a bloodied face.
FWOOOSh!
This time, Nameless did not give Zich any time to recover, but instead crossed the distance between them in an instant as though his entire body had merged into the shadows, while the black trajectory that was no longer as completely impossible to capture as it had been at the beginning pointed directly toward Zich's throat.
"Is it over?!"
Mithrash suddenly leaned forward.
