Golden sigils floated around them. They answered to his call, vibrated on his touch, and yearned for a command. In stark contrast, the darkness within Lusica was tearing him at the seams, crying to be unleashed.
"Leave me!" Lusica howled. "Abandon me like you did before!"
Arthur was silent as he saw the man's soul being shredded to pieces. He waited for the crucial moment to intervene, and it arrived once the darkness paused its torture. His spiritual energy pushed inward, infiltrating Lusica's soul.
And then, the two of them lost consciousness.
A moment later, Arthur opened his eyes. The two of them were no longer in the cave, but in a brick-layered room filled with books, training equipment, and scattered belongings. On the bed nailed to the wall was Lusica, clutching his head.
"Please," he muttered. "Please make the voices stop, Seika."
