Deciding to leave it unsubdued and sell it on the market later, he released an oppressive wave of Presence and Malice.
The Nightmaw instantly froze as the pure essence of death and fear washed over it. The creature's bristling fur settled, bared fangs vanished, and its hissing ceased entirely. It collapsed where it stood, fully surrendering—not out of reason, but from the primal realization that the being before it wasn't prey or rival, but predator. One, it could only beg for mercy from.
"Good. Just stay still," Adyr muttered as he pulled back his aura and stepped closer.
He pressed a hand to the Spark's trembling body, channeling transparent energy to force-feed a taste of his energy signature and suppress its innate skills. Then, grabbing it by its long whiskers, he began to drag it out of the tunnel.
