With that, Ma Kong's shadow seemed to stretch and envelop Glacius, shrouding the dying demon in an impenetrable darkness. Whatever methods Ma Kong employed, they remained hidden within that inky blackness.
As the moments passed, a chilling silence settled over the desolate scene. The only sound that echoed through the crater was the faint, labored breaths of the dying demon. Whatever secrets Glacius held, they were now locked within the void that Ma Kong had summoned.
In the end, it was a cruel mercy. Glacius would not be granted the release of death, at least not immediately. Instead, he would linger in that shadowy abyss, a prisoner of his own fate.
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After some time had passed, Ma Kong emerged from the shroud of darkness that had enveloped Glacius. His voice carried a tone of mild indifference as he remarked, "That guy didn't even last for more than an hour."