"I rather like it."
Although Fu Qian had described how the Madness Fire had been forced into this manual form, the Witch seemed to appreciate his creativity.
"Also, if it governs the destruction of the 'self,' that's very interesting—try it on that stone tablet."
But after briefly getting sidetracked to share her aesthetic opinion, she quickly returned to the matter at hand and gestured for Fu Qian to use the fire on something else.
Oh?
Though the request was a little strange, Fu Qian obeyed at once.
The Witch had pointed out a stone tablet the same size as the one the giant had carried earlier, except that a chunk was missing from the top.
After lowering his eyes to study it, Fu Qian lifted the golden flower of flame in his hand and gently blew on it.
It drifted off like a dandelion seed, yet remained whole as it sailed through the air.
It floated precisely onto the target, and the golden arc of flame finally erupted with a roar.
Then an astonishing sight appeared. The stone tablet, which had seemed utterly lifeless, began to warp at an indescribable speed—not only across the patterns on its surface, but within its very substance—
Though there was a way to describe it: it looked much like the invisible bug from earlier.
After a brief struggle, it too vanished completely into nothing.
"Not only does it genuinely possess the concept of life, it's also on a mental level."
Watching the empty space where the tablet had stood, Fu Qian casually voiced his conclusion.
He also noticed that the effect was confined to the tablet itself; the surroundings were completely unharmed.
Such precise control highlighted once again that the tablet was an "individual."
"I think so too. Even if its nature is classified