More wandering souls came out of the thin shadow of Jack, the Shred. His shadow looked like a bottomless pit of wandering souls.
The wandering souls have heard his orders and carry on towards Shazgod, the Iron Lady.
Looking at that great number of lost souls, she did not slow down and kept the same pace.
"Terrifying Darkness" A cold voice echoed from inside her steel helmet.
The dark steel armor shone brightly with dark light. The light was ball-shaped and appeared to be a black hole that swallows the light.
A strange sensation was felt inside the arena because of the appearance of the dark ball. All the surrounding air was being absorbed towards it like a black hole. But it was not just the air, but also the souls around her.
The audience felt suffocated because of this, some of them were unable to breathe properly because of the shortness of breath and others almost fainted in the stands.
