Are You Alright, Young Master?
When Asher saw that Alia had lost consciousness, he stopped using the Tempting Touch technique on her and also removed the soul force from her soul.
He held her sleeping body in his arms as he stood there for a moment, contemplating what had just happened.
A strange feeling grew within his chest. It was like his heart had been pierced with an arrow of guilt for having done something that he knew he shouldn't have done. The emotions running through him were so strong that his dark aura began to swirl around him wildly, as if it were reflecting his current emotional state.
Soon, Asher looked at the dark chamber where his beloved sister had been living for the past few years.
There was no furniture in it. Nothing except for the stone bed where she slept and the torches lighting up the room. It was cold, damp, and dark. And she had been stuck inside this room for who knows how long.