The ground around Alex turned a desolate gray, vegetation withered, stones crumbled into dust, and the air filled with a dry, metallic scent. In areas shrouded by darkness, objects that couldn't be corroded ignited with black flames.
Within Alex's domain stood a dead tree. Instead of burning, it underwent a transformation. The tree was imbued with a soul, its branches twisted, roots pulled from the ground, and a ghostly face formed on its trunk, eerie and sinister.
This was a new undead, transformed by Alex's domain, which combined all her undead magics—curse, plague, dark, summoning, and alchemy.
The Death Domain repelled all living things, resembling a hellish landscape.
Count Nocturne and the werewolf were within Alex's Death Domain, feeling their healing abilities significantly reduced.
The mage, at a distance, was horrified by Alex's domain. This was unlike anything recorded in the association's magic books, utterly bewildering.
