"Alright," Elder Cael said as he stood high above the square, his voice carrying clearly across the silent crowd. "I will now send your souls into the Soul Sealing Painting."
The moment his words fell, both of his hands began moving rapidly, forming one hand seal after another with astonishing precision. Streams of divine energy gathered around him, causing the air itself to tremble faintly.
Then—
Golden light descended from the sky.
The light spread across the entire square like a divine curtain, enveloping every disciple standing before the Soul Sealing Painting. It was warm at first, almost gentle, but within moments, everyone felt a strange pulling sensation coming from deep within themselves.
It was not their bodies being dragged.
It was their souls.
