Capturing The Angel of Death

Ars Goertia

The demon's eyes were now fixed on Marcelo and he felt the weight on his shoulders double, so much that he had to grit his teeth to remain standing. Having expended nearly every drop of energy in Marion with that last strike, he was left with a near empty tank to draw on. The demon itself was perfectly unharmed, as was the ground around it. By contrast, the area around them and beyond was utterly wrecked. It took one look around and scoffed lightly, although Marcelo could not really tell with how deep its voice was.

"You humans really have a penchant for destruction." Marcelo cursed and tried to move away to rethink his strategy, only to find out that he could not even move a muscle. His eyes widened in alarm as he struggled to even shift his feet in vain. He made to open his mouth yet he found out that he could not even do so. Neither could he breathe. The same spacial distortion that had stopped Marion was also around his body.

The alarm on his face must have drawn the demon's