Curse runes ignited across his flesh and became amplified by the strange mask he wore. Malediction energy burst forth, forming into a seed that materialized in his palm, which he clenched.
The curse detonated.
A sacrificial avatar in his image formed instantly, lunging forward to intercept the icy sword strike. The avatar froze solid the moment it made contact, curse inscriptions crystallizing into pale blue ice before collapsing into powder.
The backlash slammed into Accursed Warlock's true body, making him cough a mouthful of blood.
The remnant force of the sword light continued forward, carving a deep, frozen scar across the void where Accursed Warlock had stood moments earlier. Vile Enchanter escaped, and the Nether Devils also roared in anger and fear before they hurriedly threw themselves into the portal in a bid to escape, even using their fellow devils as a shield.
