In that split moment, Izroth felt an overwhelming pressure descend upon him as the world around him became warped.
Everything was flipped upside down, and the earlier voices that were only whispering had transformed into full-blown screams of terror.
A myriad of shadow-like demonic creatures materialized. Each of the creatures had a horrifying appearance as if they were birthed from the very depths of the underworld.
Furthermore, Izroth could no longer see Duke Zareign or his allies. Instead, he was in an entirely different world from the one before. In this world, the fabric of time and space was ruptured, and chaos ruled. The laws of the world did not exist, and everything appeared to be random without a purpose.
Izroth exhaled as he maintained his calm nature as thrust his spear forward without altering its path.
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