October Batch’s Ranking
10th September, the year 334 of the Dawn era; Jyorta sat on his bed, eyes closed. He was focused on something in his blue soul.
The blue soul was pristine, lacking any murkiness, the same as always. Settled within it were two bags, created from soul husks. Stored within them was the murkiness produced in his soul. Hovering next to them were three objects: a Hoberman sphere, a face mask, and an eye mask. They were his three false personas.
Jyorta made a full recovery from the damage Laila had inflicted, faster than he had expected. He had struggled to activate his Soul Cornea and move it around. But, once he managed to do so and freed his Soul Cornea of the murkiness, it was an easy process.