Soul Battle [Part 3]

A terrible sound—like a thousand hurricanes clashing against a tsunami—reverberated across the Limitless Void. The colossal pillars of the void palace groaned, shuddering under the strain of the tremors as the Shadow Enthrall continued its relentless assault.

Seven heads blurred in a frenzy of battering darkness, obliterating the ground beneath with merciless abandon, a wraith of madness unleashed upon the battlefield.

After seconds bled into minutes. The monstrous entity hesitated. Not in exhaustion, but as if acknowledging the need for confirmation—had the soul been fully subdued?

A cloud of black dust choked the air, thick and impenetrable, swallowing the entire expanse that had borne the brunt of its rampage. Then, subtly, it began to shift, dispersing like ink diluted in water.

From the vanishing obscurity, he emerged.