Reign gritted his teeth, trying to push through the pain in his head. The intense soul-based roar resonated within him, causing a disruption in his senses. It was as if his very soul quivered in response to the powerful sound.
The Ghastly Florastrider, too, seemed affected by the soul-based attack. It recoiled, its thorny appendages retracting as it clutched its head. The monstrous entity that was chasing Reign now appeared vulnerable and disoriented.
"Kid, get ready! Something big is coming!" Aethion's urgent voice echoed in Reign's mind.
Despite the pain and disorientation, Reign managed to gather his wits. He glanced around, searching for the source of the soul-based roar. The dense foliage made it challenging to pinpoint the origin, but he knew he had little time.
