Third Person's POV
To Ethan's and everyone else's astonishment, even the world-eclipsing darkness he had unleashed was torn apart and dispersed in mere seconds by those brutal, bloody winds, as though it had never existed at all.
Seeing the bloody storm, the old bony demon gently landed on the ground, totally unnerved by the horrifying windstorm.
He narrowed his eyes, and his expression turned grim and calculating as he felt the pressure of that terrifying power wash over him.
The little game he had been playing was clearly over.
"As I thought… they have arrived," he mused inwardly, his thoughts calm despite the chaos.
"Later than expected, but still… just in time."
And instead of panic and fear, a faint, twisted amusement flickered through his mind.
"Good thing I already informed Master about this possibility."
Slowly, the bloody storm receded, the winds faded, the sky cleared, and visibility returned to the square.
