In the void, Marfa's soul floated before Lynn.
Compared to the blurry, indistinct souls of the others—some no more than a mass of shadow—Marfa's soul retained an exceptionally complete and clear humanoid outline.
Aside from looking somewhat illusory, it was hardly any different from a real person.
As the chief mentor of the soul branch, and someone who had delved deeply into soul magic for years, Marfa naturally possessed an extremely powerful soul.
If she could escape alive, she was confident that this soul alone would be enough to restore her strength.
But now, Marfa had temporarily cast thoughts of escape aside and stared blankly at Lynn's actions.
After the Void Crystal exploded, her soul returned to the void, and she watched helplessly as Lynn went from looking pained to completely calm.
She watched Lynn "pull" a black stone from the void and activate it.
She watched him replay the previous scene frame by frame, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
The sight gave Marfa a sudden realization.
Damn it, I got played by this brat!
Seeing Lynn put away the Memory Stone and the utterly relaxed look on his face, Marfa finally snapped.
Her soul fluctuated violently, and the shock and fury on her face could no longer be suppressed.
Marfa opened her mouth and screamed hysterically.
Souls could not make sounds when they spoke, but Lynn's mental power could clearly sense what she wanted to convey and "hear" her words.
"How is this possible... You... why are you... completely unharmed...?"
Her words came in broken fragments, as though even she did not know where to begin asking.
"I clearly activated the ring... Even if the Soul-Devouring Needle Crystal couldn't kill you outright, it should have crippled you... Why are you...?"
Her voice carried a fractured quality through