Floating high above in the gap between the branches of the Tree of Fate that reached toward the sky, Kyle smirked when he saw the celestial spirit slowing its pace.
"It's already too late for you to escape!"
He slapped his hands together, and with a powerful spiritual surge, a blue net made of his icy flames and spiritual energy erupted as the countless symbols surrounding him merged before vanishing to ensnare the spirit that had entered his vicinity.
The spirit let out a loud, angry screech, a stark contrast to the melodic sound it had released earlier to control everyone.
From right behind Kyle, multiple powerful skills and spells composed of fire, earth, water, and air surged toward the spirit.
Those who could harness the laws of nature manipulated the space around the spirit to prevent it from breaking free from the blue net that enveloped it.