The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear.
Even a Crowned King has things to fear: the passing of friends and family, the sacrifice of comrades-in-arms...
In that instant, a chilling wind of fear howled forth, sweeping across the Mirror World battlefield and enveloping everyone, friend and foe alike. An irrepressible, lingering chill and terror rose in the hearts of the five Crowned Kings, as if they were once again their weaker selves, facing a mortal crisis.
That unknown, immense fear of death devoured their Souls bit by bit like an Abyss, and every cell in their bodies cried out in lament, making them shudder uncontrollably.
The shock of fear caused the five Crowned Kings to experience abnormal emotional fluctuations and mental confusion. In that briefest of moments, Enoch snatched at the air, gripping a royal longsword wreathed in bloody vapor and black mist. Filled with a murderous intent born of finally unleashed Anger, he viciously slashed down at Volibear.
