Struggling to find my way to be released from the intruder, I summon all the shadows I can find from my beset. By the time I try to brush anything at the circle, all I can find is just endless layers of clouds. The tiny spec of shadow that I can find is gone with the awful weather that accompanies the sky. The next luck I can come across is when a lightning by any chance strikes near us ─ not something even Artro can manipulate from the ground even when he can recall it. Black lightning will not help me right now, but he can deliver real shadow for me to use. The question is whether or not he can detect where I am right now, since all I can see from above is nothing but more grey clouds.
Using the only last remaining skill I can think off, I sink my nails into the intruder’s arms and try
