"I am not complete."
The deep and hoarse voice seemed to be getting closer, but the person facing away from them on the stairs hadn't moved. Combined with the rocking of the ship and the thunderstorm sounds outside the planks, this scene was far more terrifying than the monster that had just forced Shard to drink the soup.
"But I yearn to be complete."
The words continued, while the glimmer at the tips of Shard's fingers was becoming faint, the surrounding darkness pressing against it, forcing him to increase the output of Spirit.
"So."
The air inside the cabin, which seemed to have been stagnant, began to flow at this moment. Miss Princess, who was closer, felt a breeze behind her, and the raspy male voice appeared directly behind her:
"Let me become complete with your help!"
A fatal sense of crisis surged in her heart. Miss Princess instinctively wanted to turn around but forcibly suppressed the urge:
"Shard, is there something behind me?"