The Infected Supreme was tearing itself free.
The sealing chains stretched to their limits, their ancient runes flashing wildly as the creature's corrupted aura surged against them.
Violet butterflies suddenly poured from its body, their delicate wings scattering a faint, poisonous glow. They swept toward the Ghost Blades, drifting through the air with an eerie grace that belied their deadly nature.
"Get back!" Dorren Ash shouted.
He recognized the danger and immediately stepped forward, throwing himself between the butterflies and his crew. He raised his defenses, but the swarm struck before he could fully reinforce them.
Two Ghost Blades were engulfed instantly. Their bodies stiffened as black corruption spread across their skin, and within moments, they crumbled into ashes without even a chance to scream.
