"He is..."
Just as the witch laid eyes on the man, her heart trembled violently. Every fiber of her being screamed in terror.
The man turned around, his gaze piercing straight into her soul.
"Plop!"
In the next moment, the witch's lifeless body collapsed onto the ground.
The elders and other devotees witnessing the scene were stunned.
"What happened?" one asked, confused.
"She's dead," another answered after examining her, his voice grim.
A solemn silence hung over them as they grasped the gravity of the situation.
A powerful force, far beyond their comprehension, was coming for their heads.
"What should we do?"
"What else? We have to call for more allies! Do they think we're pushovers? We'll show them what we're made of when we stand united. If one Nebula Dominator isn't enough, we'll summon a hundred!" one of them muttered, fuming with rage.
And he wasn't wrong.