"There's only one option left," Draco muttered, gripping the Weapon of Plunder. He had no choice but to activate his Ranger Form.
Just as he prepared to do so, something unexpected occured.
KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!
The massacre intent surged violently, attempting to seize control. This stopped him from entering his Ranger Form. The massacre intent had devoured a significant amount of the mysterious energy, growing even stronger than before.
Draco fought to suppress it, but they were at a stalemate—the massacre intent striving to erode Draco's sanity, while Draco struggled to retain it.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
Draco dropped to his knees, releasing the Weapon of Plunder and clutching his head as the pain from the massacre intent's invasion intensified.
The Blood Rabbits and Blood Trees noticed Draco's vulnerable state. They wouldn't let such an opportunity slip away.
