Sacrifice

As the battle raged on, Dobroslav continued his incantation. The air crackled with an intense energy, and the ground trembled beneath the onslaught of their powerful clashes.

In the midst of the fierce exchange, Nobis launched himself at Xue, attempting to break through the Snow Shield's defences. "I will break that shield of yours!" he bellowed, his movements swift and relentless.

Despite the odds, the twin brothers displayed exceptional teamwork, seamlessly coordinating their attacks and defences parrying Nobis's strikes. However, the power difference was too big. With a swift strike Nobis cut both of them into half and as they fell down looked at Dobroslav with a sneer. But his sneer disappeared as he looked him.

"Yami! Tamashī no shihaisha, 

jigoku no ou, tsumi o kuraumono! 

Mezame, fujiro, tozase!

Madō no jushichi: Fel Prison!"

With a resolute focus, Dobroslav concluded his incantation, and suddenly, emerald chains materialised, coiling around Nobis. The green chains, imbued with dark magic, tightened their grip, rendering the demon lord helpless and at the mercy of Dobroslav.

Nobis struggled against the ethereal restraints, his roars of defiance echoing across the Blood Arena. "You think chains can bind me, fool? I am eternal!" he spat, his bloody-red eyes ablaze with fury.

Dobroslav, however, maintained a wicked grin, revelling in the success of his dark spell. "Eternal or not, you are now within my grasp," he sneered, stepping closer to the ensnared demon lord.

The battlefield fell into an eerie silence as Dobroslav approached, the green chains pulsating with malevolent energy. Nobis, despite his struggles, found himself unable to break free, a realisation that sent a shiver down the spines of those witnessing the supernatural confrontation.

"Now, let's discuss the terms of your surrender," Dobroslav suggested, his tone dripping with satisfaction. The green chains held Nobis captive, their spectral glow casting an ominous light on the defeated demon lord.

"Surrender?! Are you out of your mind, Dobroslav? Finish him!" shouted a panicked Polpo di Pajojo.

"Do not fret. Nothing will happen to you as long as you follow me. The same goes for you, Nobis," Dobroslav replied with a cold demeanour, his eyes fixed on the ensnared demon lord. The green chains held Nobis captive, their glow reflecting the tension in the air.

Polpo, still visibly agitated, hesitated for a moment before reluctantly nodding in acknowledgment. The unfolding events left an ominous atmosphere lingering, as the fate of the defeated demon lord now rested in the hands of the sinister orchestrator, Dobroslav.