Anthony swung his sword, and a thin layer of darkness flew off its blade, cleanly cutting through the trees around him along with the cultists. All around Anthony, there was a thin layer of darkness that prevented noise from escaping this perimeter. He furrowed his brow in frustration. Warm light filled his body, and starlight appeared in the depths of his soul. The essence of his body reached its peak, surpassing his brain. The darkness within his soul stirred and moved wildly, trying to break free. Like a sponge, his soul sucked in all the soul essence, leaving him completely dry. Returning to his feet, Anthony opened his eyes, which shone intensely.