Rumble!
Before the Dragonblood warriors could react, Aengus raised his hand, and the ground beneath them began to tremble violently. Shadowy tendrils emerged from the earth, weaving through the crowd with terrifying speed.
"W-What is this!?" one of the traitors screamed, panic overtaking their smug demeanor.
"You think your cursed seeds are the key to controlling the battlefield? Pathetic." Aengus' voice was calm, chillingly so. "I already analyzed your little curse the moment you triggered it. My Dominion has neutralized its effects."
The shadows reached every female warrior in the vicinity, wrapping around their bodies protectively. A surge of energy followed, severing the connection between the cursed seeds and the Dragonblood warriors who had planted them.
The traitors stared in disbelief.
"Impossible!" the leader shouted, his face pale.