Xuán Wěi tilted his head, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, we plan to."
Without warning, Xuán Wěi's fingers curled into a fist, and the spectral chains around Daemon's legs tightened, the ethereal links coiling like snakes, their grip unyielding. Daemon staggered, the sudden force pulling him down, locking him in place.
"Shit!" Daemon cursed, struggling against the chains as they constricted around him, his muscles straining with the effort to break free.
Omhina's hand flared with green energy as she moved, her cloak billowing as she lunged toward Daemon, her other hand raised in a defensive gesture. "I've got this."
But before she could reach him, Bai Yun moved.
With a sudden burst of speed, Bai Yun's form shimmered and shifted, his body phasing through the shadows as he appeared directly in front of Omhina. His void blade slashed through the air with a distortion of space, cutting toward her in a single, fluid motion.
