Chapter 128: Mike
Aurianna's words spilled out with a sense of deep unease, etched onto her face in the form of furrowed brows. "She's affecting my soul, and it's definitely not the good kind," she confessed, her discomfort painfully evident.
Eva, with an icy tone that matched her demeanor, she asked "She's back?" Aurianna nodded in response.
"I won't say she's back, but it's like she's devouring my soul," Aurianna admitted, her hand instinctively resting on her chest.
Eva pondered the situation, her lips pursed as she floated gracefully around the room. "This is bad," she murmured, her frown mirroring the gravity of the problem.
A note of worry crept into her voice as Eva continued, "I haven't seen a soul-devouring technique in ages, and removing them is a difficult task, to say the least."
Aurianna, her gaze fixed on Eva, managed to maintain a surprising degree of composure. "Is there any hope, Eva?"