His exceptionally heightened perception quickly detected subtle changes on the battlefield. Some sort of curse was penetrating the power of the fire, corroding their souls.
Under the Complete Form of the Divine Sense, no change could escape his eyes.
Rod turned his head and immediately saw a shadow on the edge of the battlefield. It hid within the warrior's shadow, almost merging with it, but there was something slightly unnatural about it.
Almost instantly, Rod confirmed that this was an Ancient Evil Thought.
He silently approached the shadow, suddenly bursting forth at a distance of a thousand yards, rushing to the shadow with lightning speed, and stomped on it, instantly binding it with solidified spiritual energy.
"Asa!"
Rod called out in his soul, waving his hand to throw it over.
"Ah! It's an Ancient Evil Thought!"
Asa joyfully caught the shadow bound by spiritual energy. The moment they made contact, the battle with the evil thought began.
