["I know you can fight, but let's not continue this banter any further. Your soul attack will not work on me."]
Onver's hand was on the girl's neck. Because of his tight grip , the girl struggled for breath; her pink eyes reflected the red screen on top of Onver's head. while he pushed her body against the wall. So he can place her head at the same level as him.
Onver loosened his grip allowing the girl to speak.
"How do you know?" She said
A pink whip revealed itself behind his back, trying to coil around his entire body, attempting to trap him. it was her soul manifestation.
ONVER STOOD SILENTLY WITHOUT ANY WORDS.
The girl said, "Fine."
He over-released his grip, causing the girl to land on the ground.
...Thud...
"Can you free them as well?" The girl pointed toward the hall where multiple tables and chairs were broken, the remaining chairs arranged in a circle. Onver's all phantom figures sat like bosses.