The man's panic deepened, his hands flailing in the air as if trying to cast some sort of defensive technique. Yet in my domain, everything he attempted was futile. Every movement, every desperate reach for his Qi backfired, sending blood spraying from his nostrils and eyes. His face, now a mask of pure horror, contorted as he struggled against the inevitable.
"Quite an interesting domain, don't you think?" I asked casually, holding the Soul Sealing Stake, the dark energy pulsing through it in rhythm with my heartbeat. "This stake has seen countless souls suffer under its influence. And now, it will mark your end."
I raised my arm, and just as I was about to bring down the Soul Sealing Stake into his chest, something unexpected happened. The man's body shuddered, then twisted unnaturally. In a moment, his entire form warped into something else—a wooden doll. Life had already been drained from it, and he was no longer human.
