Blue lightning crackled in the skies, and a massive arc of it descended downward, landing on Axel's sword, and the moment he slashed downward with all of his might, the air particles sizzled in pain. And hundreds of smaller lightning arcs trailed out of his sword, landing on the remaining Apekins on the ground.
Blowing off the heads of the creatures directly. That same attack of his also cleared the poison mist.
His feet touched the ground, softly, glaring viciously at the remaining assassins who were rushing towards him, with the same mindless desire to kill.
Axel sneered, charging up his rune sword again, but he suddenly found himself unable to move, as if held by invisible chains.
To his complete shock, near-invisible silver threads had wrapped around his arms and legs. They were so strong that he could not move for a few short seconds; his runic eyes were already in the process of trying to break through and nullify the silver threads.
