"This... this is the Dragonweb Bind Essence technique," Victoria, who recognized the formation, spoke in horror.
"Alexander, hurry up! I can't keep up with this technique any longer," Patriarch Flareheart gritted his teeth, feeling pain all over his body as it hurt like a bitch.
"Shit, they're trying to run away!" Countess Frostine realized what was happening and immediately informed the others.
"No, they don't," Kate's eyes gleamed as her dark red aura enveloped her figure.
She struggled to shake off the technique that bound her movements, gritting her teeth.
Patriarch Flareheart's expression became solemn as he saw Kate about to break free from his technique. "Fuck, I'm almost out of spiritual energy."
He looked at Corrupted Alexander Hailstorm, who was still resetting the formation to teleport them from there as soon as possible because if they didn't, they would die a painful death.