Panic erupted among the crowd as the cultivators found themselves vastly outnumbered and ill-prepared for the onslaught of the undead. Desperate cries for help filled the air, but their pleas fell upon deaf ears. Isadora's command had taken effect, compelling the enthralled cultivators to attack their own allies with ruthless efficiency.
The scene quickly descended into a tragic massacre. Blades clashed, spells crackled through the air, and the anguished cries of the wounded mingled with the triumphant roars of the undead. The once-ambitious cultivators, now reduced to mere pawns in a macabre game, fought desperately for their lives.
The undead creatures, driven by an insatiable hunger for flesh and blood, descended upon the cultivators with savage brutality. Limbs were severed, bodies torn apart, and blood stained the forest floor. The once-aspiring cultivators were now caught in a nightmare they couldn't escape.
