"It was nice meeting you, Second Supreme. This was fun while it lasted," Anthony spoke with a calm, almost serene smile.
Without even waiting for a reply from the Second Supreme Monarch, he activated Soul Transfer, the ability he had gained after devouring the descendant's resident planet of the very same monarch.
A pulse of dark, shadowy light flickered across Anthony's palm, swelling like a living flame before engulfing the Second Supreme Monarch completely. The void around them quivered, distorted by the unnatural force. Within moments, an ethereal form began to emerge, a spectral manifestation of the Second Supreme Monarch's very soul.
It was translucent, shimmering faintly, taking the shape of his demonic body yet devoid of substance. As Anthony drew out the monarch's soul, the once-mighty body went limp, hanging lifelessly in the air like a discarded shell.
