It was madness. The ground was cracked in all places, the trees were uprooted, crows and all the matter of black birds flew above the group of Adventurers. They were encircling the humans, watching as a concentration of aura that called them was felt from a single person.
Irus stood on top of a pile of dead bodies. In his hand was the head of Sariel while below him were the Adventurers that tried to stop him.
He imprisoned the Kings in their thrones. A chain made of pure darkness were tied tightly on their bodies. Irus knew the Kings were capable of high level magic. Along with the chain, he placed cylindrical forcefields arouns them, ensuring their immovability.
"I didn't mean for all of this to happen," Irus said. "When you could see the Abyss, you'll also be swallowed by darkness too. You'll feel the rage and the anger consume you. I was suppressing the other Sins' darkness so we could talk to them."
