"This... is new."
And then, behind her, the true vision appeared: an entire herd of demonic bulls, enormous, with muscles bulging beneath dark hides and blazing eyes. Each one crushed roots and rocks in its path, and the earth vibrated with the force of their rush. Some had double horns; others, spikes on their backs; all exuded an aura of pure hostility.
The air filled with a guttural, deafening bellow, sounding like iron being twisted.
Titania recoiled in the air, flapping her wings harder. "I... I would suggest getting out of the way. Like, now."
Vergil tilted his head slightly, watching the approach as if studying a painting. "Hm. Interesting."
Rize smiled slightly, as if this were exactly the kind of distraction she wanted. "Master... may I?"
He kept his eyes on the animals, gauging the distance precisely. "Not yet."
