The mental construct bled out from Damian's consciousness with the reality twisting around him, five hundred meters in all directions.
Every beast within range suddenly found themselves caught in the Domain's influence.
The black fog wrapped around them like physical hands, reaching into their minds, amplifying every negative emotion their beast consciousness could experience.
Fear.
Hunger turned to starvation panic.
Territorial anxiety magnified until it became overwhelming.
The B rank beasts lost all cohesion immediately.
A wolf pack that had been stalking from the north scattered in all directions, their pack hierarchy collapsing as each individual fled from imagined threats.
Two bears that had been approaching to investigate the commotion turned on each other, their minds convinced the other was the source of their suddenly overwhelming dread.
Even the stronger ones, that had some capacity for rational thought, became visibly agitated.
