'How is this possible !? What did he do!?' Blake's mind screamed as he stared at the necromancer in front of him.
His knees had long given up on supporting his body, forcing Blake to use all four of his limbs to prevent his face from being stepped to the ground by the unknown force.
It didn't take long before the pressure increased even more that Blake could not even support his head up anymore, forcing Blake to break his eye contact with the necromancer and look down at the empty void instead.
He might not have observed the necromancer for long, but it was enough time for him to see before his head was forced to look down to see that the necromancer, was actually smiling from ear to ear as he tried closing up his palm even further, adding more pressure to crush Blake's soul.