The ringing of power shot through the air. The ground rumbled and shook as giant roots like stakes pierced their way into the open air. Dark clouds filled the sky as black fog settled along the ground. From the highest room of the castle came a waterfall of blood, a crimson cascade that covered the castle grounds along with the thousands of corpses of the soldiers that had fought and died there. One by one, the corpses stood, no longer human, and yet not demon. Nothing but soulless puppets filled with shouki.

Perfect... Souunga thought, as purple light, the brilliance of the Netherworld, filled the land, and the way to conquest became clear.