The moment he touched the scythe, Adrian could feel the countless souls trapped within screaming and squirming. They were filled with endless hatred as they tried to grab his hand.

A chill of death surged, causing Adrian's right hand to be thoroughly frozen.

The souls grabbed out as they screamed. They yearned for blood, suffering within their cage. Hatred, pain, and suffering surrounded Adrian as he felt the anguish the souls felt.

His right arm felt as though it was about to freeze over as the scythe continued to unleash its power. The souls fought their way toward the arm, hoping to escape through his frozen arm.

Adrian could even see their anguished faces appearing before him. His soul began to struggle the moment he touched the scythe as an unprecedented pain flooded his senses. He lost himself, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

As the souls clawed their way through Adrian, Rozi yelled, "Get that scythe away from you or you'll die!"

Her voice echoed in Adrian's ear. Though hi