"Your words do not hold weight. And therefore, two among you shall be ERASED!"
His voice echoed like the divine judgment of a demonic king—one that could not be escaped, refused, or negotiated with.
An instant later, two of the trio immediately raised their claws. Their limbs trembled, as if beyond their control, and their heads jerked downward, pressing into the ground. But then—
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPP
They tore through their own necks as blood burst through the void, mixing with the crimson already soaking the ground.
Of the trio, two were now headless—dark blood spurting from their necks as they slowly collapsed sideways. Their bodies instantly became puddles of blood that were swiftly absorbed by the pitch-dark ground. What remained of their bones floated into ash, leaving only their robes as the final proof of their existence.
CLATTTERRR
The sound of bones clattering rang out from the only one still standing. Then, a piercingly cold and absolute voice followed:
