"Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill." The body of light shone brighter than before while the temperature became warmer. A change was occurring inside its body.
The body became unstable, as if Egos was about to expload. The body of light quickly evaporated into green steam as if the body of mana had surpassed boiling point.
The green steam didn't sway along the wind. Instead, the steam moved as if it was a living organism.
The steam swayed downwards as it pleased and entered Vincent's body like a ghost in the process of possessing a body. It was both a worrying and hopeful view.
The ground rumbled, showing signs that more earth spikes would soon emerge. Those present beside Vincent's body could get badly wounded or, worse, killed.
Night didn't spare a moment of hesitation. Its body became a clump of ethereal smoke before taking the form of Night's humanoid armored equipped form.