Within the blink of an eye, they had grown so much that their clothes almost ripped apart on the spot. And just when Hao Xuan they were done, a slew of weakening curses attacked his body.
Hao Xuan looked towards the culprit Olav who had his eyes closed while reciting a mantra under his breath. There was a swirling well of indistinct black figures surrounding him. These figures didn't have any distinct features other than a pair of bright red eyes.
Their bodies looked like they were composed of ash and smoke. They flew circles around Olav for a few seconds until he stopped chanting and opened his eyes, staring right into Hao Xuan's.
"Him!" he whispered to them.
All of them stopped in their tracks before shooting towards Hao Xuan who couldn't move right now. One by one over twenty of them came up to him and disappeared inside his body.