Chapter 157: Foe Steeped In Darkness

With pure intent to kill, Emilio focused a condensed conjuration of fire in front of his staff, unleashing it into a tight flamethrower that extended through the length of the corridor, roaring out towards the eccentric stranger.

Shammoth laughed as the glow of the orange flames stretched through the halls, utilizing another contortion of his body as he held his arms out in front of him, causing them to morph into the shape of a shield of flesh before being further reinforced by protruded bone.

"Come on, show me your heat," Shammoth challenged.

He can freely manipulate his body, and even his bones? I've never seen magic like this, Emilio thought, he's probably right–I can't apply logic to him. I just have to fight vigilantly!

It didn't take long before the wave of flames clashed against the organic shield held by the Viscount of Farmaya, causing the heated air to whip through the corridor into an intense breeze.