'Wh-what is this?'
Lavel dropped to his knees while staring at Evan with his eyes wide open in horror.
The four elves who were pressed to the ground because of the gravity pressure were also trembling, their eyes filled with endless fear.
In front of them, Evan stood with an indifferent look on his face, his eyes flashing with a hint of golden light and the area behind him had turned completely black.
In the endless darkness behind him, a blurry silhouette of a person sitting on a throne with heterochromia eyes—one red and one golden—could be seen.
Evan was currently using his skill, Fear, but compared to before when there was nothing in the darkness other than the blurry silhouette, now a jet-black halberd glowing with golden light was hovering right beside the man on the throne.
The Halberd of Destruction was a soul weapon, so one of its abilities was to affect the spiritual skills used by its wielder.