The battle between a K4-Phantom and Viscount was drawing to its logical conclusion.
All the other Lords watching the battle from afar understood this.
Midgar had played his last trump card, and now everything depended solely on Adam.
If he could somehow defeat the army of demons, it would all be over for Midgar.
"What do you have to say now?" Blafor's low voice rang out as he narrowed his red eyes.
Ergander frowned. For the first time during the entire battle, doubts arose in his heart as to whether Adam would survive this fight.
"It'll be tough… I expected him to have some kind of ability against large numbers of opponents or something like that, but it seems I was wrong."
Slash! Slash! Slash!
Meanwhile, Adam swung his crystal blades, slicing beasts and demons to pieces. The bright flame emanating from Lakma helped him, but… his situation was dire and getting worse and worse.
