A Wall of Blood, standing at over twenty feet, surrounded the Blood Bishop and the Elite Ethisian; two foes refusing to give up easily without a fight. The Wall of Blood, in all of its splendor and horrific nature, spun at an incredible rate with parts of its inner section hardened, giving it a sharp texture.
Overshadowing the Elite Ethisian, the Wall of Blood started to mess with it psychologically, tricking it into thinking that it would be able to push through without facing any repercussions. However, the Ethisian learned the hard way, having lost flesh on both arms with every attempt it made.
Now that it was wounded and bleeding, it was time for the final attack. The attack that was going to end the Ethisian's life for sure. This was what Ace had planned and envisioned; thinking, hoping, and praying that it would work out in his favor.