"Ah... is that so?"
Lorenzo turned around, his face armor completely sealed, plunging his vision into darkness. Yet, in the state of critical breakthrough, his other senses were remarkably keen, able to easily distinguish the movements of the demon hunters from the sounds around him.
"If I could kill you so easily, Moriarty, that would be surprising to me."
Lorenzo continued, being well aware of what a formidable opponent Moriarty was, and thus, not at all surprised by what would happen next.
He could accomplish what this dangerous foe was capable of, especially with the backing from the new Order behind him.
Gripping the Nail Sword tightly, serpents crawled up Lorenzo's arm onto the Nail Sword, binding them together. Simultaneously, Lorenzo launched another assault.
The heavy armor stirred up a howling wind. Without sight, Lorenzo's attacks relied solely on intuition, although his mind remembered where Moriarty had been just earlier.
