But what was bizarre was that such a sweep was completely silent.
Even when it skimmed past a wall, it was the same.
The wall, made entirely of concrete, silently developed a fine crack, deep and narrow.
Moreover, the cutting strike of the shadow continued unabated toward Amiel 3.
Like a shadow!
Relentless!
Even more bizarre was that beneath Amiel 3's feet, his own shadow began to move as well.
It wasn't a cut!
But a bind!
Feeling the force on his ankles, Amiel 3 narrowed his eyes.
He knew Simpson 2's strength.
That was also why he chose to share a place with the other.
But what he didn't expect was that Simpson 2 was so powerful that he could even manipulate another person's shadow.
It was somewhat beyond expectation, but still under control!
"Ha!"
With a low shout, Amiel 3's muscles tensed, and his entire body swelled.
The shadow that had been binding his feet suddenly dissipated, returning to its normal appearance.
