True meaning of indomitable will
"Who dares kill my beloved hound..." A hoarse malevolent voice reverberated in Ossa's mind, followed by a strong, ringing headache.
" Argh..." He let out an ear screeching wail as he felt the pain of his skull crush with every word.
The blood hounds halted their attacks, sitting straight, as they seem to salute their master, their attacks halted yet the heavy pressure did not relent.
Ossa remained pressed to the ground, his head pounding in pain as the voice continued, his body trying to convulse yet unable to as the pressure held him down, making the pain even worse.
"Who are you to trespass in my night and even hunt my hounds?"
Blood seeped from Ossa's orifices, the pain unbearable, effects of the words of the being who he knew not but had an inclination to who it could be.