"Pain Synchronization" and "Bookbind Shackles."
Both were spells that completely obviated the need for a trajectory and could target instantly.
Clarence was well aware that any spell with a trajectory would certainly be intercepted by the souls controlled by Bernadino...
The moment he took control of Bernadino, Clarence pulled his index finger from his temple.
He coolly ducked his body, avoiding a spiritual arrow that would have aimed for his brow in the future.
And with his blood-stained nail, he etched a slash at the center of his forehead.
As if it were a third eye.
"All people live in hell..."
Clarence uttered in a hoarse voice, chanting softly, "Others are hell."
—Twisted Spell: Malice Surge!
Grey surges radiated from him as the center, spreading outward.
The tempest blew the potions in the study about, shattering them, and those silently approaching transparent spiritual bodies were also caught by the force of the surge and blown away with it.
