Darkness oozed and spread across the clouds, covering the area in a wide radius.
Lured by the Dark-eyed Grape, the raven crashed down onto the cloud ground and exploded into darkness. It boasted its dark affinity, changing the technical battlefield from the harsh sun that bore down on it into the comfortable darkness that heightened its power.
A battle in between shadows was to its advantage.
Normally it would.
But it was not fighting a normal enemy, but the First Son of the Primordial Night.
Once the darkness swept in, the curl on Kai's lips stretched further.
Croak—!
Uncanny laughter echoed within the smoky dark; the raven stalked Kai with precise vision.
It moved like a phantom, circling silently around Kai and then dashed in from behind—its big talons flared open to claw Kai's back and perhaps pull out a few internal organs. However, Kai ducked aside; the massive bulk swooped past overhead with a chaotic gust.
Lucky.
