TAMING OF THE MALEVOLENT - THE HEIST WITH THE RAT

TAMING OF THE MALEVOLENT

But the magic was conjured, so there was no stopping it. 

Suddenly hundreds, no thousands of souls appeared and charged toward me as they were called from their slumber toward me.

"Who was it that disturbed our sleep?" the souls questioned me as I imagined it in my mind.

But the souls weren't coming to be trapped inside the bottle I was holding, nor did they attack me. They were actually running away from the scary ethereal hands that I summoned.

I did not summon the souls from the graveyard but Malevolent who chased the dead souls to take them.

"Damnit, I shouldn't have cast this magic", I complained to myself as I tried to mitigate the damage.

"Chaos suppression"

I suppressed the magic of the Malevolent, reducing the intensity of their malevolence.

"What are those crawly hands?", Aston asked me.

"Run back to the crypt", I told him and the others as they quickly ran back to the tomb entrance.