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Out of boredom and not from fear, Kuro retracted his hand, putting out the black fiery shadow sphere, and crossed his arms. One of his legs was put on top of the other’s shin. The god of darkness hovered in an upside down position as if there was no gravity.

“Do you honestly believe that the essence of Echanii will affect me?” he responded with a question “do you think it is that easy?”

Suddenly, Kuro’s body turned to black smoke which swirled and disappeared in an instant. He reappeared a few feet beside Thaqotul, eyes looking down to the floor.

“I dare you to drop it” Kuro muttered while circling the shaman wyrm, arms still crossed “shatter the vial. Let the essence of Echanii be released”