Soul curse II

"Small animal, moving through the grass on the left!" Invictus roared as he used a spell to summon a blade made of purple, and sent it flying at the Armoured Vulture that was swooping down towards him.

All around him lay dead carcasses of various beasts so it was entirely normal that it attracted the attention of scavengers, but the timing could have been better. Invictus himself had lost all his weapons during the fight, and his armour had also been ripped apart, destroying some of the cards he kept tucked in.

With many of his primary cards destroyed or used up, he was shuffling through cards from his deck right in the midst of battle.

The grass on his left suddenly parted, revealing a cursed fox, dashing towards him. The hair on its body had already fallen off, with a lot of its meat rotting right off its bones. Yet a vibrant red thread ran through the black meat on its body, holding everything together, pulsing with cursed energy.