Adam's jaw unhinged not in threat, but in execution. A thick cloud of inky black vapor erupted from his throat, engulfing Vladislav before the vampire could dissolve.
[Venom of the Void].
Vladislav's eyes widened. His hand flew to his throat, where the vapor had found purchase, seeping into his skin, his blood, his very essence. For the first time, genuine shock flickered across his pale features.
"What... is this?!"
[Paralytic Neurotoxin Activated. Target immobilized for 5 seconds.]
His body locked. The blood blade in his hand trembled but didn't fall.
Lilith moved. Threads shot from her fingers, silver strands wrapping around Vladislav's wrists, his ankles, his throat, binding him in a cocoon of silk and shadow. Soulreaver, still lying on the stone floor, dissolved into fragments and flew back to her hand.
"[Crimson Gaze]!"
Her eyes blazed, and Vladislav's form convulsed. The psychic pressure locked his muscles, froze his thoughts.
"Now, Isolde!"
