Logan was in the middle of it all. Demons surrounded him from every direction. At times, he couldn't even breathe with all the blood raining down on him. His katar-like hand pierced through the flesh of both demons and insects—he didn't stop for a second.
Occasionally, he gave himself time to breathe by sending shockwaves around him. The beating of his wings caused the air to vibrate, unleashing an ear-piercing sound that blasted through the ears of most nearby creatures, forcing them to flinch.
He further empowered this with wind, enhancing the range, distance, and impact of each pulse.
It was like standing in front of the blades of a helicopter—except these blades generated electricity.
His black mantis-like form possessed exceptional speed and power. A single punch turned everything in front of him into mounds of flesh, his electricity both searing and destroying all it touched.
