The moment the two coffins began to rise from the collapsed ground around the golden casket, everything in Azrael's vision slowed down as he activated True Focus.
Feeling the violent energy fluctuations radiating from the crimson barrier that had sealed their retreat, he instantly deduced that the barrier was almost at the peak of the epic level and there was no chance they could break it in a short span of time.
Without hesitation, he activated the Wings of Wind Essentia Art, and two wind-forged wings sprouted from his back, glowing with faint currents of swirling air.
In that slowed state, Azrael's gaze shifted to the two pitch-black coffins as their lids began to creak open.
A thick wave of black smoke seeped out of them, but he turned his attention toward the scattered skeletons spread throughout the chamber.
There were nearly fifty of them left, about twenty of which were at the class level.
