Right after the puppet's declaration…the oppressive silence of the Dark Regal Galaxy was shattered by the thunderous hum of the Legendary King-class puppets encircling Jacob.
Their enormous forms hovered like titans of shadow, their faceless visages emanating cold authority. The faint whirring of their inner cores created a chilling mechanical chorus that echoed across the space.
At that moment, threads of ethereal darkness surged outward from each puppet and intertwined, weaving a barrier that completely enclosed Jacob. The barrier wasn't physical—it was soul-binding, made from an intricate blend of dark laws and suppressive sigils.
In an instant, the aura of the Deathless Prince—his deathly chill, his soul force, even his connection to the Death Law—was sealed away. The entire space around him seemed to congeal, as though laws themselves refused to move under the pressure of that enchantment.
Yet Jacob's expression didn't falter, nor did he stop whatever they were doing.
