Interests, Opposites, Theories
Aglow in the air between the three figures within the room, each stuffed within their own thoughts to the point of almost ignoring anything else – almost – was a small soul that had just escaped the body of a snow white furred creature that looked like a wolf. Its body lay sprawled on the floor, beside it a man wielding a bloody zhanmadao.
The soul floated slowly up, as if reluctant to part with the flesh it had inhabited for barely a few hours in this world. Tragically, there would be no escape, for it was gripped by a pale man with a slight smile on his face who then devoured it while.
Aurolio gave a pleased moan as the energy dissolved within his body.
A crushing force bellowed from his body, representing yet another increase in his strength.
Skullius and Idline could only watch, or rather observe, the former with more rapt levels of attention each time this phenomena occurred.