The soul shattering formation

Arnin followed his gaze and let out a scoff. "Finally.

Good sir, I hope you enjoy Bacain and remain there until your last days. Once I'm up, I'll have no more words for you," he said mockingly.

Without waiting for a reply, Arnin transcended upward, gathering his essence to strike the wooden door above. The door burst open with a resounding crack, fully exposing the exit.

As Nameless prepared to elevate, the sudden whistle of arrows pierced the air. A sharp clash followed—the sound of a sword deflecting the oncoming barrage. Nameless hesitated only for a heartbeat before he quickly transcended upward to join Arnin.