Along with the Incantation, magical energy began to radiate from Allen's entire body. Color suddenly surged into his already pale face, and a tiny vortex appeared in front of him, drawing his soul out of his body bit by bit as if by gravity.
The shadowy soul being pulled out was unstable, wreathed like black smoke. Aside from being fainter than the humanoid forms Daisy and the others had seen downstairs, it was no different—only it seemed to be undergoing something like cell division, with a portion separating from Allen's whole soul to form a Horcrux Fragment.
The moment this Horcrux Fragment took shape, it seemed to gain a measure of consciousness of its own. Though the humanoid shape formed from soul energy was too indistinct to make out, its raised hands revealed its unwillingness. But it was as if it had been bound by a pair of invisible giant hands; no matter how hard the Horcrux Fragment struggled, it could not break free, and in the end Allen stuffed it into Luna's head.
Helena, who did not need to breathe, had the illusion that she did not even dare let out a breath. Her usually calm, unruffled expression seemed to have frozen, and she was terrified of affecting the process of her father turning her mother into a Horcrux.
"I can see again."
A touch of happiness entered Luna's tone. She tilted her head up toward Allen, her large protruding eyes narrowing slightly. Allen's own eyes, however, were somewhat vacant, and he gave no reaction to the mother and daughter, sinking into a daze.
Seeing that her mother had spoken but her father had not reacted, Helena's fingers passed through one another from becoming intangible in her worry. "Mother, what's wrong with Father? Did something go wrong when he