"I will make sure to send them after you," Karyk spoke, his sword piercing through the man's chest.
Despite being stabbed, the man showed no signs of fear. He had endured countless stabbings and tortures, having been trained from childhood to accept his invincibility as a pureblood.
However, his expressions began to change as he sensed something amiss. He felt his life force rapidly depleting, as if a corrupting force was devouring it from within.
"You..." he uttered, a sense of dread creeping over him. It was the first time in his immortal life that he felt genuine fear for his own survival.
Panic gripped his face as he struggled against Karyk's grip. Initially, he had allowed himself to be restrained, wanting to demonstrate the futility of attempting to kill him. But now, he desperately fought for his freedom.
