Three Samples
Tapping her fingers on the table, Shiro glanced over at the other Knights that she had captured.
Taking a deep breath, she flexed her finger, releasing all of them into cages before looking at her lantern.
'Iriel.'
'I know what you're going to ask. I'll salvage what I can but I'll be honest with you, all of them have practically fused into one mass of energy to power the suit. Even if I was to recover part of them, their souls are incomplete. If they reincarnate, their soul will probably be used for monsters.' Iriel sighed as Shiro stayed silent.
'Is it truly so hopeless? I'm sure there are some ways we can help. I mean my soul was broken but it's recovered somewhat. Anima is still shattered but 'mine' I suppose I fixed.'
'Yes but that's only because the other shards of your soul were mostly undamaged. Even if it was damaged, your identity as Anima gave you extra benefits. Unless you can find undamaged pieces for these souls, I doubt you can do it.'