The low-roaring demon was engulfed in white flames clinging like a plague, painfully lowering the sickle-shaped magic wand it held high.
A sudden alarm rang in his heart; Leon hurriedly flashed aside with Olivia, avoiding the dangerous magic light flung by Valary.
The wide mountain rock altar was instantly split open by the demon, leaving a long narrow fissure.
At the moment when he retreated and steadied himself, Leon swung his magic wand, chanting an ancient incantation, desperately mobilizing the power within him.
Kleinian's divine power did not follow him, which Leon had not anticipated. Fortunately, the Alien God Soul seemed much more responsible than Gaia, and he still felt the abundant, vibrant magic power within him; at least, the other party charged him fully before leaving.
"Acro! Help Olivia hold off that demon!"
