บท 901: Soul Soothing

In a world where mana and world energy governed the forces of magic, the utilization of curses seemed unnecessary and uncommon. Few possessed the capability to wield such dark arts in the first place.

However, as moments ticked by, Kahn experienced an unsettling phenomenon. He felt an inexplicable drain on his strength, as if his very essence was being siphoned away. His once-potent powers became suppressed, their usual might diminished, and even his mental faculties were affected, clouded by an unseen force.

Amidst this disorienting turn of events, a sinister dark fog began to rise, engulfing the entire battlefield. Its presence cast an eerie pall over the once-vibrant arena, shrouding it in an impenetrable darkness. The malevolent haze seemed to seep into every crevice, distorting perception and instilling a sense of foreboding among all who witnessed its arrival.

"Vṛddhi Shappa Sariram!"

"Manas tu si namo!" chanted Hōō in a dialect unknown.