The arena remained in absolute chaos, thousands of spectators either frozen in shock or rushing toward exits in panic after witnessing their Count vanish in an explosion of demonic shadow. Guards attempted to maintain order while warriors throughout the space activated cultivation techniques, searching desperately for any trace of where the spatial manipulation had deposited Raze and his attacker.
Oziel stood on the presentation platform with expression of barely controlled fury, his Grandmaster cultivation aura radiating pressure that made the stone beneath his feet crack. His scarred face showed strain as he coordinated search efforts while simultaneously processing what he'd sensed during those brief moments before the teleportation completed.
