A soul link?
Sensing the change in the Wraith Knights, Orion slowly opened his eyes. Using the collective strength of a group to resist an arch lord's pressure was a standard tactic for a disciplined army. He considered for a moment, then increased the pressure, curious to see how long they could last.
An ocean of power crashed down upon the mountainside. Orion only relented when he sensed the soul-fire of their commander, Ashreign, flickering violently, on the verge of being extinguished. This was a battle of wills, and Orion had no intention of letting them have an easy three months.
Pop.
Just as Orion was about to refocus his mind, a disturbance erupted from the other side of the rift. A winged Demon lord from the second layer was attacking the spatial tear, attempting to disrupt Orion's recruitment drive.
"Courting death."
