Elric's soul was unbelievably terrifying. His mere presence in the astral realm seems to create distortions in the space and the King could not help but gulp from the overwhelming pressure pressing down on him.
"This is the soul of the man I was trying to take over?" The King thought in regret. No wonder he was not able to finish it even if he pulled out all of his spiritual power to the cursed knife.
Despite his effort to push the knife deeper in order for the cursed knife to completely shatter the soul inside, Elric's own soul seems to have found a way to wake up just in time and resist the killing surge of the curse.
It took him quite a good deal of resources just to find a clue for the perfect vessel. Who would have thought that it was the same vessel that would bring his sudden downfall?
He was a Shadow King!
