The entity swiftly lunged at Zheng Yichen, his fishing rod coated with a layer of black material. The black spear stabbed into the twisted face, which howled and shrank rapidly. A fine thread of heat broke free from the face and wrapped around Zheng Yichen.
After the twisted human face had completely vanished, Zheng Yichen twirled the black spear in his hand, "I think I've been marked?"
He examined his own body, and after that tiny heat source wrapped around him, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had merged into him.
"...No, that marking power was too weak, it was dispersed before it even touched your body," Eileena, holding the fully ignited Skeleton head, said to Zheng Yichen.