Sssllnnng—
A burst of light tore through the sky as something bright and serpentine whipped around Nergal's leg!
Sssllaaap!
A blazing rope of yellow and orange fire.
The rope blazed hotter, scales of light flickering like the skin of some ancient dragon. It tightened instantly, hissing as it seared through the black sludge. The monster froze, blinking in confusion, before a second whip shot from the same direction—
Sssllaaap!
It cracked through the air, wrapping around his left arm.
"GRRRRLLLL!!"
The creature roared, a guttural, ear-splitting noise that rattled windows across the ruined street. Its body jerked violently, trying to tear free, but the fiery bindings only tightened, glowing hotter with each struggle.
Azrael blinked through the dust and pain as she looked up and saw… Valra.
"Holy shit… She can cast at this level?" Azrael gasped.
