Following the emergence of the azure flame, the attacking Nightmare Carapaces came to an abrupt halt, as if dazed. No, that wasn't quite right. Upon closer inspection, their bodies were trembling. It looked as though they were staring directly into the face of death.
Witnessing such an absurd sight, Klaus froze as well, with a wave of uncertainty crossing across his face.
In truth, it was rare for monsters to show fear unless faced with something far more terrifying than themselves. Seraphim, a Strider with just a Shrouded core, obviously did not fit that mold. However, the awakened ghouls didn't seem to be afraid of her specifically. Instead, their fear was fixed on the sword she held, wreathed in living azure fire.
What kind of sword was that? he wondered. It was unmistakably a Nightmare — powerful, no doubt about that. But just how strong was it? What rank could a Nightmare like that possibly hold?
