The golden and crimson domains pressed down upon the arena. The Dragon King's Domain filled the stadium with an ancient, sovereign pressure, while the Domain of the Blood Monarch followed it, spreading like a sea of crimson mist over the shattered floor.
Together, the two domains created a terrifying prison.
The demonic crowd stopped cheering. The vampires froze. The dark elves clenched their teeth, while the werewolves growled but could not move.
Even the four peak S-Rank leaders who had entered the arena with complete confidence found their bodies locked in place.
Rikishi's crimson eyes widened. Alima's fingers trembled around the hilt of her curved sword. Pazuzu's horns shook as he tried to force his demonic mana through the oppressive pressure, while Velkan's claws scraped against the stone floor.
But none of them could escape.
None of them could move.
