[3rd Person's POV]
Claude spat blood after sliding away from the collapsing ceiling. He felt dark energy pulsing on his wrist, slowly creeping up. It would take time, but Mammon's defense was solid. He could block Claude's attacks, but he couldn't cause any damage.
It was infuriating.
"Is your mist all you have, Captain Vanderheinz?" Mammon's mocking voice echoed.
Claude gritted his teeth. A Seeker usually has only one ability and a few sub-abilities, but Mammon already displayed more than two. Claude couldn't determine which ability was the main one since his opponent used all of them skillfully. He looked back to check on Jade and sighed in relief when he saw them exit the building.
Then a voice erupted behind him, bringing another wave of relief.
"Is the mighty daredevil getting spanked by a clown now?"
Kenneth Silverfang had arrived.
"Shut up," Claude replied.
Hearing Kenneth's voice, Mammon scoffed. "What can a mere dog do? Let's end this now. I have mice to catch."
