Aaron moved toward the nearest target, his steps deliberate and unhurried, the domain's uneven terrain crunching softly under his boots.
Just like with the orc, this participant was caught completely off guard, his back turned as he scavenged through a cluster of jagged rocks for hidden supplies.
The participant spun around, his face twisting in sudden confusion, brows furrowing deeply as he tried to process the unexpected intrusion amid the distant echoes of the shrinking battlefield.
But the only thing he could make out was a fleeting black silhouette streaking toward him, a shadowy blur that moved with predatory grace, cutting through the air like a whisper of death.
He couldn't even begin to comprehend what he was seeing before darkness engulfed him entirely, his vision fading into an abyss as panic gripped his chest in those final, frozen moments.
