With the appearance of the ghouls on deck, their guttural voices intoned verses dedicated to the God of Eternal Night. Their chant was mournful, accompanied by the stench of their decaying bodies.
Meanwhile, the survivors remained locked in their respective rooms, not daring to come out. They would not be a hindrance.
Kael watched them silently. His body was enveloped in an intertwined aura of black and white, representing yin and yang. At first glance, that energy seemed peaceful, but inside it hid an oppressive and changing flow.
In the next instant, he vanished from everyone's sight, leaving behind only a residual image.
He reappeared right in front of the ghouls. His sword descended without hesitation: vertical, horizontal, and diagonal cuts followed one another with mathematical precision. Between movements, flashes of yin and yang materialized into symbols that emerged in the air, glowing for an instant before the creatures' bodies fragmented.
