"Nikola, I swear I will kill you!!"
Maquiel fought valiantly, unyielding despite being surrounded by layers of Magic Agents.
As time passed, he grew increasingly suffocated in the battle.
Red Falcon Nikola and his agents coordinated seamlessly, their defensive layers limiting Maquiel's movements more and more, making both defense and counterattack feel nearly impossible.
Maquiel gritted his teeth, desperately trying to find a breakthrough, but wherever his gaze landed, there were only the dark muzzles of combatants and the barriers formed by Magic Instruments.
A burst of silver light flashed past and, in the blink of an eye, submerged into the team assaulting Maquiel.
Before anyone could react, the eerie liquid metal rampaged wildly among the Operations Division personnel like a feral beast unleashed.
Blood-curdling screams echoed continuously, and blood splattered across the iron walls of the shipping container.
