Eternal Soulbind Art

"Your successor has fallen into Rafinia's soul art," the Mage Sovereign said to the Prime Shadow. She had a small smile on her face and was clearly enjoying this development. "Your successor may be strong, but he overestimated himself by allowing Rafinia to land this attack for free. Had he fought all out from the start he would have no doubt won, but now that things have gone this way, I'm afraid your successor is in quite the bind."

The Prime Shadow looked at her, then simply smiled. It was a carefree smile, one that had no doubt or worry. The Mage Sovereign frowned, then looked back to the arena, as did the Prime Shadow.

The roaring of the crowd intensified as Rafinia continued to taunt John. He was completely stationary, his gaze distant, the hallmark signs of being trapped in a soul art.