"I think it was most likely the latter. It fulfilled its mission, then disappeared." Benjamin set down the grain of salt and turned to the other wizards. "I wanted to ask just now—where exactly is the true body of this thing?"
His words silenced everyone present for a moment.
The wizard in the deep blue robe walked over to the stove and lightly tapped its wooden edge with his fingers. "Indeed. That finger was only a terminal."
"Strictly speaking, it was a single-use medium." The curse witch nodded.
Her analysis had been spot-on. The finger was responsible for establishing a connection through genetic material and writing the curse into the "victim's soul."
Once the writing was complete, its task was over.
"So Karl's sudden episode just now was because that finger released its final signal before it was destroyed."
Benjamin looked at the sturdy male wizard, who nodded in confirmation.
"Then it disappeared." Benjamin summed up. "Because it had been temporarily created by some kind of power in the first place. Once the purpose of its creation had been achieved, there was no need for it to exist any longer."
Low murmurs rose in the kitchen.
The curse witch raised her head, her pale gray eyes beneath her hood fixed on Benjamin. "You mean that aberration has no physical body?"
"At least, it isn't that finger," Benjamin said. "The finger was only its tool, just as we use Wizard Artifacts to cast spells.
"A Wizard Artifact can be put away after use, but the artifact isn't my true body."
"That makes sense." The lean male wizard pinched the bridge of his nose. "That finger's genetic material was highly similar to Hans's family. That means this thing was most likely single-use, temporarily manufactured only after it read the relevant information."
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