Hades wasted no time, swiftly summoning his Soul Puppet with a mere flick of his wrist. The temperature around them plummeted as the ethereal figure materialized beside him.
Its form shimmered with a ghostly, dark energy that seemed to pulse with life, moving with a fluid grace that was unnatural and unnerving.
The air itself felt heavier, charged with a menacing aura as the puppet took shape, its translucent body appearing as if it could vanish at any moment, yet held immense, untouchable power.
Vesperin, who had been watching from a safe distance, gasped audibly, his eyes widening in disbelief. His jaw dropped slightly as he struggled to process what he was witnessing. The puppet's presence sent chills down his spine, and his confident demeanor faltered.
"A Soul Puppet…" Vesperin whispered, his voice filled with awe and trepidation. "I've only ever heard of them in stories."
