Showdown
Varkoth's scream echoed through the battlefield, a sound that pierced through the air like a banshee's wail.
For the first time in this fight, the Red Demon prodigy was caught off guard instead of Alex being the one.
Inside his soul space, Varkoth found himself surrounded by a nightmarish void.
The space, once a sanctuary that housed his soul, had turned into a prison of unimaginable torment.
Shadows formed around him and clawed at his very soul with their intangible hands, tearing his soul to pieces bit by bit.
Varkoth tried to summon his strength, to push back against the onslaught of horrors that assaulted him.
His claws were once again readied for combat, but no matter what Varkoth did, he couldn't summon his penetration talent in the soul space.
Every swipe he took at the shadows, only seemed to pass through them with ease, as if they were made of smoke.