The soul's essence filled Mallory, pulsing through her veins with electric fervour, a pressure building in her chest as her vision swam with flashes of light and shadow. She felt a sudden wave of suffocation.
"It's too much," Mallory whispered, gripping Hadeon's hand as he sat beside her.
"If anyone can handle it, it's you. Breathe, doll face," Hadeon said, his hand holding hers firmly.
Taking a deep breath, she felt the tension ease, and a cough escaped her as tears welled up. The soul had become part of her.
"It's a success!" Lady Rose clapped her hands. "Congratulations, Mallory and Hadeon."
Mallory leaned into Hadeon's steadying hold, her body heavy with exhaustion. She looked down at her hands, surprised by their unchanged appearance. Taking a moment, she closed her eyes, feeling the soul within her, its quiet, comforting magic humming like a gentle breeze.