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Premonition
The sneak attacks on his back and persistent struggle made Malaka truly lose his mind. He reached out to his back. Creed realized he was about to grab Rain, so he kicked her away. She even failed to retract her rapier from his back. Though he saved her, he couldn't avoid the beast's grapple against his thigh. A deep chiseling claw mark appeared, flooding out blood all over.
Fortunately, Creed could pull out his own saber and sprung away from his back. Malaka's painful grunts were still echoing in the air, prompting his fury. Phantom's trident was still impaled to his chest, so he kicked him to throw him off.
Soon he pulled out Rain's bloody rapier that was sticking to his back. Phantom's trident was a soul Armas, thus it returned to his mind palace. Unfortunately, the Rapier wasn't one, so she could not call it back. They soon noticed that the Malak
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