Slowly, Luo Li's body was inexorably pulled towards the center of the formation, her agonizing screams echoing through air.
A crystalline throne materialized beneath where she had been standing, its ethereal glow casting long, shimmering shadows on the dark sky.
At the heart of the formation, Luo Li could feel her life force ebbing away, each breath shallower than the last. She had become so fragile that even the gentlest breeze could snuff out her existence.
The runic chains, almost serpentine in their movements, slithered up from the ground to bind her more tightly. These chains then connected to the obsidian stone, creating an eerie lattice of energy that pulsed with forbidden aura.
