Blades from air

Darick was encircled on all sides by Reaper swordsmen along with a samurai shade who was covered in enchanted serrated armor.

The samurai’s katana glowed with an eery purple flame as he approached Darick who was still on his knees in agony after his battle with the werewolf leader.

The other warriors took up a formation around him which made dark magical chains to spread from their blades to wrap around the already weakened Darick to heavily pin him in place.

“Your body will serve us well. These cultivators can handle a dozen of us at best but you may just be able to hold an army or even the full power of a demon lord! Such a waste for a vessel sssso strong to contain only one little soul but we won’t let you be lonely in there for soon you will have a plethora of new friends to guide your flesh to our dessssires!” The shade called out with its many voices speaking as one.