Haden's instincts warned him of the impending doom, and suddenly a quake rippled through the earth.
The ominous circle glowed in brilliance, its glow painting both of the cracked domains into purple. Suddenly, a blinding light twinkled under the Remnant. Purple hands, chains and tentacles shot out of the ground.
All of it happened within a bare moment. Haden, who was entirely dependent on his reservoir of aura, had already used most of it, and now, he didn't even have enough aura to instant step out of the circle.
Still unwilling to give up, he plunged his spear into the ground and sent waves of his remaining aura crashing into the ground, but it proved ineffective.
He fought desperately as the purple hands grasped his legs, tentacles slithered around his hands and waist, and the chains twisted around his shoulders and neck.
