Ch 83: Soul Mark: Lord of the Cursed Abyss
Currently, Emrys could be seen seated at the center of a massive blood pattern, surrounded by a dark mist that nearly obscured his figure entirely. Not a single Soul Orb remained; all had been devoured by the encroaching darkness.
Meanwhile, Emrys's muscles and bones continued to tremble, emitting a string-like noise that filled the air.
As time passed, the dark mist surrounding him began to constrict. It was initially wispy, but it gradually wrapped around Emrys so tightly that it formed a dark cocoon, enclosing him completely.
Ta-thud!
Ta-thud!
The cocoon pulsed rhythmically, as if mimicking the heartbeat of a person. With each pulse, a cloud of dark mist was expelled from the cocoon that dispersed in the surroundings soon.
Time continued to pass slowly. In the blink of an eye, three days went by.
Crrrr~