Ren had disabled the corrupt beasts under his fungus's supervision, in what seemed like almost permanent damage to their general summoning ability.
For him it had felt cruel, imagining himself being unable to summon was perhaps worse than what his original situation with the spore could have been.
Watching those soldiers desperately trying to connect with beasts they could no longer reach...
Their faces had been the worst part. The confusion, then the growing panic as they reached for power that was no longer there. Some had fallen to their knees, hands pressed against their chests where their beast cores used to pulse with energy. Others had simply stared at their empty palms, as if willing their companions to materialize through sheer desperation.
