Nameless King
Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.
Hunters
The Hunter Leader gave the order, and many Hunters simultaneously attacked Wain and Osvald.
"Great, that's what we need." Osvald smiled, and the silhouette of a dragon's head appeared above him.
He took a deep breath and then blew out an energy stream similar to a dragon's breath.
"Run!" The hunters screamed in fear and turned around, but the white fire reached most of them and left no trace.
'He killed several of my men in one skill?' Hunter Leader thought, 'Damn, who are they? Looks like I'm out of luck today... I'll have to do everything myself.'
The Hunters continued to attack Osvald and Wain, they tried to disarm and wound them, but the Hunters were powerless.
Bam.
Wain punched a Hunter in the face, and he flew back a few meters, knocking the others down. Then Wain waved his hand, and the space next to the Hunters became unstable, transparent walls appeared, and the Hunters were trapped inside the cube.