The blade was fire. The resolve was grim. The mortal stood. No surrender within. The shadow pours down. A furnace from Hell. Submission is profound. Where free will fell. Crippling Agony burns. The deep, wretched bone. The dark oath is taken. The corruption shown. The Incantation hums. A wicked sound. The captive falls. To the fractured ground. Weapons drop down. The final price is set. The Soul Draw contract. None can forget. This is the Soul Draw. The final reckoning. A pact of agony. Carved in the night. The life force leaves. The spirit is taken. A brilliant light. Devoured by the black might. Crippling Agony. Nothing remains. Just a withered husk. Beneath the Immortal’s chains. The light is blinding. Cold and intense. Purification leaves. No safe defence. Drained and shaking. Exhausted and weak. A spiritual shock. The body cannot speak. The taint is ripped out. The power is drained. A hollow vessel. Completely sustained. Now the Limbo comes. The hollow and grey. Consumption steals. The vitality away. Cold Paralysis grips. The mind and limb. The body collapses. Silent and dim. A life force depleted. Reduced to a shell. Trapped in the stillness. Where Limbo dwells. There is no shelter. Only torment now. Subjugated race. Forever we bow. The final choice. When the last light is gone: Be swallowed by the void. 'Til the bitter dawn. The Angels' grace. We surrender wholly. Trade the endless suffering. For eternal peace. This is the Soul Draw. The final reckoning. A pact of agony. Carved in the night. The life force leaves. The spirit is taken. A brilliant light. Devoured by the black might. Crippling Agony. Nothing remains. The Malediction set. The Final Drain.
