Echo Library, Heart Chapter.
The Little Demon host squatted atop a nearby Sealing Stele, keeping its eyes fixed on the Decayer and Angel.
As it watched, it gradually grew a little bored.
The Decayer seemed to have been hypnotized, sinking into slumber.
Angel, meanwhile, had closed his eyes and extended a finger near the Decayer's brow, but without touching it.
The two remained motionless, like a pair of statues.
This posture lasted for quite a while. The Little Demon host yawned repeatedly as it watched. Had it not promised earlier to keep quiet, it might truly have been unable to stay seated.
Just as the Little Demon host felt its jaw had grown so "heavy" it was about to drop to the ground, the two statues in the distance finally stirred.
"Alright, you can open your eyes now."
Angel spoke. He had already withdrawn his finger and taken several steps back.
Not long after his words fell, the Decayer opened its eyes as well.
When the Decayer first opened its eyes, it was still somewhat dazed, seemingly pondering the situation before it.
Once it recalled what had happened before its "nap," its eyes suddenly widened. It muttered in disbelief, "How is that possible... I-I seem unable to hear their voices anymore..."
It was both astonished and faintly panicked.
Its astonishment came from its anticipation of Angel's "test results," while its panic stemmed from instinct.
—Ever since it had housed the residual soul echoes of its kin within its brain, it had heard their wails almost every moment it was awake.
That noise had accompanied it for years and become woven into its life.
But now, all of it had vanished.
There was not the slightest echo in its mind. It was so quiet that it felt like it had returned