And as long as he had those, he would barely react even if the true forms he had devoured were rescued, because he had already stolen their knowledge.
But Lynn was different.
At least for now, no one knew how firstborn power had come into being.
And if he wanted to wield that power now, he could only do so through that fragment of Lynn's soul.
"Let's go!"
Silver Fantasy leaped into the air.
She passed through one enormous cage after another.
Far in the distance.
At the very top of the silver-white storm, they saw billowing yellow sand gathering together without end. It was the physical manifestation of firstborn power.
They exchanged a glance.
If...
There was already some unknown connection and resonance between ravens.
Then a similar connection had to exist between the raven corpse Lynn had become and his own soul.
And perhaps all they needed to do was...
The next moment.
Holding the raven's body, Silver Fantasy shot high into the air and thrust his corpse into the surging firstborn power, letting that power brush over his entire body.
And the instant he touched down.
Bzz-
They immediately saw, with mounting urgency.
The raven corpse in Silver Fantasy's hands seemed to come alive. His feathers grew glossy, his deathly aura receded, and even his eyes began to glimmer beneath the gentle touch of firstborn power.
"Lynn! Lynn!"
Silver Fantasy cradled him, urgently calling his name.
But she heard no sound.
Only faintly.
The raven corpse seemed to gain warmth, and there seemed to be a faint, hidden resonance pointing into the distance through the raven corpse in her hands.
Silver Fantasy stared blankly in that direction.
There.
It was the direction from which all the firstborn power overhead originated.
"It looks like he's that way."
Sir