224 Blood On The Hands (V) [Edited]

As the dust and smoke from the burst of light cleared, they realized in astonishment that Klaus still stood unscathed, a wicked grin etched on his cold face.

"How is it possible?" Ava mumbled in disbelief.

Even Edward was taken aback, finding that his ultimate attack had no effect on Klaus. Jacob shared the same surprise, dropping his jaw.

As Edward and Jacob were trying to comprehend the situation, they suddenly felt a tightness in their chests, struggling to breathe as if the air was being sucked out of their lungs. They thought it was because of the forest fire's smoke, but soon they saw a black aura emanating from Klaus, like black hands trying to escape from hell.

"What the hell was that?" Jacob muttered.

Some of his men collapsed suddenly. Their faces turned blue, and they gasped with each breath, the sound shrill with every inhale. Naturally, Jacob started to panic when he saw his subordinates faltering before the fight even began.