Of course there was resentment for Fayed and for Quella and Mail.
I've always had the thought of why.
But the resentment against these guys was probably already over in me when Ray came back.
Ray himself was applauded by the feeling that he was happier with more venues of activity after that appearance.
"But well... these guys have to do something."
Already Roig and Fayed, these two can't help.
But Fayed is connected. Life is still left for both of us. Once I set aside what I would do, I didn't budge the feeling that I could kill him.
"Gruaaaaaaa"
Roig's sword, which became Durahan, strikes me.
But fortunately, physical attacks don't reach me anymore, which activates [black fog]. By creating a gap, only this attack is unilaterally slammed into Roig.
"You don't think so! Roig!"
"Graaaaaaaaaa"
I hear Quera stunned in the wind.
"Is that... Mr. Rand? That Durahan... so overwhelming..."
Durahan's monotonous attacks don't reach me at all.
Durahan's threat is its power and, above all, its obsession to appear anywhere. Whatever Durahan targets, he gets his spirit done first.
Always, the fear of being targeted wherever you are and its incredible endurance invite the despair of the subject.
On the other hand, if you fight from the front, the attack is monotonous.
Once the person you set your aim for gets close to you, they won't even set up an ambush to hide you.
"If you were Roig alive, it wouldn't have been easy either!
Strike the sword in again and again.
Armor shakes.
There is a crack in the sword.
Durahan's endurance doesn't mean he's infinite.
Keep knocking the sword in and I'll finish that activity one day.
"Guaaaaaaaa"
"[Black fog]"
Roig waves his sword again, but I'm not there anymore.
"Gone ⁉"
I can hear Isle from below this time.
When I'm surprised like this, it feels amazing that I've been human separated too...
No, I need to concentrate.
No matter how much [black fog] doesn't work a physical attack, Durahan shouldn't be able to finish that alone.
No, rather, that's how I invited you.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
"Hey!"
As you aim, Durahan releases a purple black temper from you.
I'm not the kind of demon who gives up inviting people to die because physics doesn't work.
Same as when you were a dragon zombie. This should sharpen the opponent's power considerably.
Most of all, I need to be able to respond well to this attack...
In preparation for the oncoming attack, he reassembled his sword again.