They were like the claws of a Demon, reaching out from an endless dark abyss,
carrying a chillingly strange and evil aura,
forming a stark contrast with the bright, scorching sea of golden flames.
The sight of each palm was horrifying, sending a deep chill through anyone who saw them.
These purplish-black Hand Seals varied in shape and size.
Some were as wide as cattail-leaf fans, while others were as slender as a baby's hand.
They danced slowly in the air, like a swarm of cursed souls struggling in agony,
lost and searching for an escape.
Whenever these Hand Seals tried to touch the golden flames,
a strange and spectacular reaction would immediately occur.
The flames, like an enraged beast, would instantly swell up, erupting with an even more intense light,
like a series of small suns exploding,
mercilessly devouring the purplish-black Hand Seals.
