The faces of all the men were covered, revealing only the eyes that were staring daggers at Hao Xuan. Each one held some kind of a bladed weapon, unsheathed and ready to strike.
Jin Wang turned to face Hao Xuan and was surprised to see his condition. He was wearing old rancid clothes and holding a broken longsword. Most of his body was already covered in wounds.
"Hao....Xuan," he called out but there was no reaction, neither from Hao Xuan nor from any of the other people.
Jin Wang extended his hand to try and get his attention but when he came into contact with Hao Xuan's body the world started spinning.
It felt like his very soul was twisted into a cone and being pulled apart into a million different directions. His eyes started to glow with a blinding white light as he tried to fight against the overpowering force with the strength of his own spells.
"Artyum Kulara Andyna Demire!"