let him misunderstand
A white light emanated from Neveah's grey eyes as he ordered, "Stop!"
Like puppets with their strings cut, the weaker will attackers, fell to the ground, overcome by the sheer weight of his will.
Yet, amidst the fallen, a handful remained fine and unaffected. Pseudo seven stars and a few strong Six-Stars who continued their assault. The shadow soldiersvengaged them with deadly attacks.
But a deep frown formed on Neveah's face.
"These are some Pseudos and Six-Stars," he muttered with confusion. "They should be affected by my influence… yet this?"
A voice, cool and collected, sounded in his mind. "Young Master, they can't be influenced by you if they didn't make eye contact by destroying their own eyes or hear your voice by destroying their eardrums. And they are refusing to regenerate them." Said Sharon.
"So you are back…Where were you?"he said.
"Young Master, that is not important right now," Sharon replied dismissively.