A slender silhouette stepped out slowly, her figure cloaked in flowing crimson as a massive scythe materialized in her hand. Blood Reign lifted her head slightly, her eyes sweeping across the battlefield before settling on the elders.
A faint, almost delighted smile curved on her lips. "My liege…" she said softly. "Your wish is my command."
Before any of the elders could act, ten blood-red hands erupted from the ground, bursting forth with terrifying speed. Each elder was caught instantly, their bodies seized mid-motion before they could even complete a single defensive action or form a proper response.
"Break free!" Old Cao roared, his aura exploding outward as he struggled against the grip tightening around him.
But the moment they resisted, the hands tightened further, their surface rippling as countless smaller tendrils burrowed inward, locking their movements completely.
