Lynn's spiritual power formed a hand, reached into the chaos, and seized a strand.
The Divine Nature of Light was the first to be extracted.
A golden sphere of light—gentle and pure, though tainted by Leon's negative emotions and somewhat agitated within him.
It drifted from Leon's chest, landed in Lynn's palm, pulsed a few times, then fell still.
The Divine Nature of Darkness came next, a black sphere of light, cold and entwined with the Divine Nature of Light as they were pulled out together.
The Divine Nature of Earth was stripped from Leon's bones, an earthy yellow sphere of light, heavy and solid.
The Divine Nature of Ocean was drawn from his veins, a blue sphere of light, supple like a mass of water.
The Divine Nature of Sky was drawn from his lungs, a cyan sphere of light, light and nimble like a gust of wind.
The Divine Nature of Justice was drawn from his heart, a white sphere of light, sharp as a sword.
The Divine Nature of Life was drawn from his liver, a green sphere of light, warm as spring sunshine.
The Divine Nature of Courage was drawn from his spleen, a red sphere of light, fervent as a ball of fire.
Eight clusters of light in eight colors spun above Lynn's palm.
Light and darkness rested together, black and white interwoven like yin and yang.
Lynn sealed them all inside specially made crystal bottles—eight bottles lined up neatly beside the laboratory table.
He would study them later. If they proved useless, he would feed them to Myriad Phenomena and increase its Divine Nature.
Leon's body stopped trembling.
With those chaotic powers extracted, his body became still, like a stagnant pool.
But his skin remained pale, his lips purple, and his eye sockets