Armaros found himself is a dark space soon after he lost consciousness as his eyes widened as he looked around and at himself, and found that he is in an ethereal form.
"Is this my soul? Where am I? What happened to my body!?" Armaros shouted as he felt panicked at the current situation.
He tried to find someway out of this space as his body was floating in this dark space as he moved around being unable to find a way to leave the place.
"Wait, did the scabbard take over my body and locked away my mind? That's not good! I need to get out of here!" Armaros said as he looked at himself.
He closed his eyes and tried to find the energy around him and while he was initially unsuccessful he managed to feel the energy in himself and found that his own mana is being drawn from him as his eyes widened.
"This is like a cocoon. It's trapping my soul but also drawing upon my mana. Tch. You're not going to use me like a battery." Armaros said to himself as he focused his mind.
He felt the mana that was being taken from him as he managed to obstruct it as he then used the said mana to attack a single point of the cocoon that was around him. He didn't know the full nature of this place, but what he does know is that his soul is trapped here and he has to escape it.
He felt chains made from demonic energy grab onto him as he snarled at it as he pushed his mana out with great strength and destroyed the chains as he gathered more mana and sent a large beam at the one side of the cocoon.
And it worked as he managed to crack and break the cocoon as he immediately shot towards it as he surrounded himself in mana to protect himself from the demonic chains coming towards his soul.
"Come on!" Armaros shouted as he shot towards the large crack.
But then the cocoon shrunk and encapsulated him as his eyes widened as his entire soul was covered with demonic energy, but that wasn't all as he felt bloodlust and other dark emotions well up inside of him.
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill....
His eyes widened as he heard the voice as he felt anger and bloodlust rise in him as he grit his teeth as he understood that the scabbard was trying to take control of him.
In response he gathered every bit of Mana that he had in his soul so that the scabbard won't be able to take it from it as he started to resist the demonic power surrounding him.
He slowly started to move his body as the demonic energy pressed over his entire being as it tried to contain him, but he wasn't about to lose to a scabbard as he used more power to free himself from the weapon.
"You're just a weapon, don't think that you can just use me!" Armaros shouted as a way to increase his own belief as he kept on resisting.
The feeling of bloodlust increase as the scabbard increased its attempts to influence him as he frowned and glared as moved his soul as cracks started to appear over the demonic power that was surrounding him.
He felt his mind being suppressed by the scabbard but he didn't stop. He couldn't stop, not if he wanted to lose himself to the demonic scabbard that was nestling inside of him.
He had no idea how much time had passed after he lost consciousness, so he wanted to get free reign back in his body as quickly as he could.
And so with renewed and desperate will go reclaim his own body, he pushed back against the demonic energy containing him as he broke free of the cocoon, but that wasn't enough as he found the source of the demonic scabbard in front of him.
The scabbard pulsed with an eerie dark purplish glow as demonic power surged around it and he could see it colour the space that they were in as he glared at the thing. He also released his own mana and pushed back against the scabbard.
"This is enough. I am not going to be defeat by a fucking sheath!" Armaros shouted as he roared as his mana surged.
He clashed with the scabbard as it tried to suppress him once more, but he didn't relent as he fought back against the scabbard and slowly started to push it back as it struggled against him.
At first it was stalemate but he soon got an edge as he felt the scabbard lose its strength as he smirked to himself as he pushed it back with his own will and power as he glared at it.
"I don't care if you're a demonic scabbard or not! This is my body! I will not let a stupid ancient piece of metal take over my body!" Armaros shouted as he pushed back the scabbard as it struggled against him.
While they were fighting he also took notice of the space where they are and found that it is his spirit, the place where the scabbard was staying until he lost his ability to create Holy power needed to stop it.
But as he recognised it he increased his attempts to stop the scabbard as his sharpened his focus and started to dominate the scabbard as it tried to influence his mind and get him in its influence.
But to its less than stellar fortune, Armaros's mind was not something that it can dominate due to all the experiences that he has as he has a strong mind and willpower and he pushed back against it and instead started to dominate the very scabbard that had first began this fight for his body.
But after some more time he managed to push it back as it started to struggled against him as he took this chance to charge forward as he reached the scabbard as he grabbed it with his right hand, and even though this is a spiritual place, he was able to grab ahold of it as it shuddered and shook in his grasp.
"I see. You don't have a will of your own, just the desire for murder and killing. Well, I'm sorry to say, but this is my body. And I don't like backseat driving!" Armaros shouted as he tightened his hold on the scabbard.
He pushed back every single power from the scabbard as he glared at it as he gained back control over his own self, as he felt empowered in a way that he never felt before he wrapped his mana around the scabbard and started to attack it in turn.
His mana snaked it's way into the scabbard as he grinned at the thing as he imposed his will on the scabbard as he used more of his power to dominate the scabbard and so for the last few moments he kept on using his mind and mana to take control of the scabbard, as it has no ego and will of its own.
Soon, he managed to fully dominate the scabbard as he bend it to his will as he let go of it and looked at the scabbard as he was panting in the space. While it wasn't a physical exhaustion, it was a mental one.
It took a toll for him to do so much here and that was not accounting for the willpower he needed to simultaneously resist the demonic power of the scabbard and attack it and dominate it so that it would become a docile weapon.
A part of him wanted to take it out, but he still didn't know much about it, and the thought of trying to take out something from his spirit was not something that he felt safe at doing with his limited understanding on the subject.
"Just how long was I in this place? I have to get back." Armaros said to himself as he focused and closed his eyes.
He felt his own being and felt the connection to his body as he felt his senses expand and spread and he momentarily blanked out as his vision went dark.
But then he opened his eyes as he gasped as he placed his right hand over his chest and breathed as he felt his chest move as he looked down and saw the familiar armor that he wore as he gasped.
He felt a vertigo as he lost his balance and fell on his knees as he used his arms to keep himself upright as he looked down and saw the burned ground as he blinked his eyes in confusion.
"What?" Armaros looked up in confusion.
His eyes widened when he saw the destroyed bodies of the monsters around him alongside the wide destruction of the forest as well. Trees were broken, the ground is burned or destroyed and the monsters had their bodies broken, ripped and mauled, and some of them had their bodies burned as his eyes widened at what he was seeing in front of his own eyes.
"Did that scabbard do all of that?" Armaros said in shock as he couldn't believe the destruction that was created by the sheath.
He was surrounded by destruction and considering how wide the area of destruction is, he was fairly certain that people will inevitably come here as he can also see smoke as well.
'Well, time to run.' Armaros thought to himself as he ran away from the spot, hoping that he wouldn't be found by any adventurers and that he would have the chance to get out of there quickly.
"One after the other. Life really hates me, doesn't it." Armaros muttered to himself as he ran with his sluggish body as he felt drained but kept on going.
'I have to get to a safe place as quickly as possible!' Armaros thought to himself as he ran away from the town.