"Daughter, place one more crystalline rock!"
Marquess Darius' authoritative tone thundered, his eyes darting downward to his daughter, Althea.
His power covered the entire sky in water, like an inverted ocean.
Inside the bottomless inverted ocean that was filled—with the pressure from his life energy, Marquess Darius contained a soul, the White Mask's soul. He was currently the anchor who was holding the White Mask in place.
As for the other nobles, including Princess Davina, they were the net.
Each of them unleashed their own abilities, utilizing their unique Soul Artifacts and Echoes to pin down both the White Mask's physical form and the Voidal Prince's serpentine body. Until the knights cleared the obstacles, the nobles had no choice but to remain stuck in this position.
All of them needed to keep their focus solely on the White Mask.
A Voidal Monarch is a lot stronger than any of them, so there's no room for a mistake.
