The unclean entity Sogros, who had retreated back into the high-dimensional space, "looked" at a corner of the material world that was rapidly fading from "sight" and felt somewhat alarmed.
The strength of the opposition was extraordinary; that arrow was nothing like a human could launch. Apart from those brutish fools with no brains, it was hard for Him to connect it to anyone else.
Although He also did not fear those muscle-bound louts, if His body were to be truly smashed to pieces in the material world, it would still harm His origin in the high-dimensional world to some extent.
Even though They would not truly die in the material world, just the damage to Their power alone was also unacceptable to Them.
This time... let it be!
However... Sogros smiled and opened His palm; within the decaying orb of light in His hand, a condensed model of a human girl was curled up and slowly rotating inside.
