Bab 566: Unconventional Solutions

As the Lich cried out in distress, its minions on the ground echoed out its pain, and their eyes turned red.

Phoenix saw this and gulped.

"Tighten the formation! They're going into a frenzy!"

Astaroth clicked his tongue. With the Lich in the air like this, it would be harder to take out.

Aside from himself and Phoenix, he doubted anyone else could fly in his party. And if he melded with Morpheus, he would take away a precious ally on defence duty.

'Am I going to be forced to meld with a demon for this? Why am I feeling like it wouldn't be of help? What to do?'

But as he thought this, a soft melodic hum echoed in his head once again. Immediately after, Astaroth felt something push out his back, phasing through his leather armour.

Turning his head, two large, white-feathered wings now adorned his back, their size matching the ones he had when he melded with Morpheus, although they looked less monster-like.

He grinned.