Chapter 4: Massacre
A blinding explosion of light burst forth, sending shards of energy flying in all directions. Linfer, still pulled by Raphael’s technique, took advantage of the momentum to turn around and seize Raphael’s face with a clawed hand. But just before reaching him...
[Permutation]
With a cyan afterimage, he disappeared, leaving Celest in his place, his massive sword already swinging in a deadly arc. Linfer growled, clicking his tongue in annoyance. He swept the sword aside with a backhand, slapping it like a mere toy, then, without even glancing at Celest, delivered a punch of unimaginable violence, propelling him backward in a geyser of blood. He used this blood to form a chain, linking it to his neck, and, in a furious surge, spun Celest like a living weapon before brutally hurling him against a group of angels.
*Crash!*
Bodies exploded on impact, pieces of flesh and bone flying in all directions. But before Linfer could savor his victory, he felt the effect of the permutation again.
He found himself in the midst of his enemies, a chain binding him firmly. Luciel appeared at an astonishing speed, slashing the air with her sword, delivering a hundred blows in a second, but each strike was blocked by the organic blades emerging from Linfer’s back, deflecting every attack.
Suddenly, Ezekiel appeared before him. But this only heightened Linfer’s excitement. He broke the chains holding him with a simple gesture, grabbing Ezekiel’s arm with terrifying force. The cracking of bones resonated in the air.
"Ugh..." Ezekiel could only groan in pain.
Linfer spun his opponent like a rag doll and used his body to block a new attack from Celest. With a cruel laugh, he tore off Ezekiel’s arm before sending him flying with a kick to the chest, shattering his ribs on impact. With a swift motion, he dodged Morael’s lance and, in a barbaric gesture, slapped the archangel with Ezekiel’s torn-off arm. The sound of the impact echoed like thunder.