Without hesitation, Draven sprang into action, launching himself towards Malicarn. With the power of short-distance teleportation, he swiftly closed the gap between them. Appearing suddenly behind Malicarn, he swung his sword in a fluid motion, aiming to strike the soul eater. However, the clown's quick reflexes saved him as he ducked down, narrowly evading the blade's deadly arc.
A triumphant smirk curved across the clown's lips as he taunted, "You missed!"
But Malicarn's confidence soon turned to confusion as he realized something was amiss. There was a momentary pause before his eyes widened in horror. He watched as Draven slowly raised his head, a sinister glint in his eyes. In his grip, Draven held Nagin, the treacherous pet snake and loyal servant of Malicarn. The snake writhed and struggled in a futile attempt to break free.
Desperation twisted Malicarn's expression, his voice echoing with panic, "NO!"