Before the [Soul Warden] could finish its speech, the wounded war god had already charged forward with his weapon aimed directly at the [Soul Warden].
The war god had regained a portion of his strength, and he believed he could use his weapon to land a significant blow on the [Soul Warden].
In an instant, the wounded war god closed the distance and swung his weapon at the [Soul Warden's] foot.
His attack found its mark, and the [Soul Warden] let out a howl of pain.
However, before the war god could even smile, he was overcome with immense pain at the soul level.
He could feel the [Soul Warden] attempting to rip his soul from his body.
"You insolent fool! How dare you strike me?! Even though most of your soul has already been stripped away, I can still tear what remains of it from your body!"
The remnants of the war god's soul were slowly being drawn out of his body.
