The single-word response made her brow furrow.
Of course. She had to figure it out, after all, this system exists only to taunt her...
If the system had heard her thought, he would have cursed her eighteen generations because he had been nothing but good to her after that incident. But alas, he does not know that his host can never think good about him...
So now, she had a mysterious power she couldn’t control and barely understood. It felt like a typical novel plot. She felt like a useless villain in all those fantasy novels she had read...
Where no matter how much the villains try to survive with nothing but their wills, they only die at the hands of the protagonist... Fuck, what is she even thinking... There is nothing like that... If soone dares to kill her, she would first chop their hands, protagonist or not...
And this talent seems not to be bad. Actually, it felt powerful just by its na, and if it ant she could protect her people... if it ant she could survive longer...
Then she would figure it out.
No matter what.
She leaned back into the couch once more, letting the system screen vanish into the air. Her hand dropped to her side.
The rain continued to fall. The wind outside sighed against the walls.
And Liora, beneath her calm expression, was already thinking about what this talent was capable of... It’s not like she knew anyone who had similar power to guide her... She has to find out everything by herself.
Liora took a deep breath.
She closed her eyes again, pushing aside her doubts, her fear, and even the exhaustion weighing down her limbs. She focused on the na and thought maybe she could feel the changes in her body.
Soul Sight...
She lay still on the couch, breathing in slowly through her nose, then out. Over and over. Focusing. Calming her thoughts. Channeling every bit of will and determination she had honed through fire and blood since she had arrived here.
And then—sothing shifted.
It was like a veil being pulled back.
A faint warmth stirred behind her eyes, and then her vision shifted—even with her eyes still closed.
She gasped softly.
In the darkness behind her lids, faint lights began to form. At first, they flickered like dying embers, but then they sharpened and brightened and, most importantly, slowly took shape.
They were balls of light—each one flickering like a slow, gentle fla, and it began to hover around her.
She could feel them, and even her conscious could touch them.
So were small and vibrant, pulsing gently. So glowed steady and bright. Others were cold and dim, but still present.
They floated in her mind’s eye like fragile fireflies.
She focused on them, and their colors beca clear.
Was this the souls of others... Her conscious wandered towards them, and soon the glowing balls retreated like they were afraid of foreign interference.
One of them burned into a soft orange. It was warm and steady. That had to be Chen Wei, right?
Two lights were pure white, faint but serene. Zhou Yinuo and Liang Zihan, maybe?
A cold blue with specks of white hovered far from her. If the position was clear, it would be a distance of entrance from her couch. That ans Ji Ming.
A darker shade of grey glowed beside it—Zhao Ren. Still, both of them flickered wildly. Their glow did not represent calmness at all. More of it, both of the flas looked wild... Maybe Zhao Ren has the dark grey color because he was of tal-type ability... And Ji Ming has space-type ability, so he has white with blue... And not completely white because white represents humans, as she guessed.
Then a crimson red one flickered wildly near the back wall. It flared irregularly, pulsing like anger and fire. That must be Shen Haoran.
And not far from it, a darker shade of blue was hovering... It was calm but looked very straight, and it even flickered less frequently... Liora had a feeling that this fla was pretending to be proud and tall.
An amused smile appeared on her face with that thought...
And then, there it was. A soft, pale blue light. A calm, strong soul, but it seems it was too tired to burn brighter. That must be i...
And beside her, a calm, water-like fla... Serene and deadly at the sa ti... It was definitely Yan Lin.
Liora’s breath caught as she recognized everyone’s soul, and believe her, she is one hundred percent sure that she had recognized it right. Most of the souls were the color of their ability, and it reflects their personality.
"These... are their souls," she whispered, as she could not even believe even herself.
She tried to open her eyes, tried to see them with her own sight, to confirm that she was not dreaming at all.
But the mont her lashes fluttered open, the world snapped back.
The lights vanished. The room returned to its normal state.
Nothing but silence and shadows and rain tapping on the windows.
She blinked rapidly, heart pounding in her chest. Had it all been a dream?
But... no. She had felt it. She had seen them.
She shut her eyes again quickly this ti and reached back into that stillness. Into that strange energy.
And there they were, still there...
The souls returned. Faint glows scattered across the room. Floating and flickering like small fireflies.
Real. She was not dreaming.
It was all real.
She wanted to see more. Know more. What did the colors an? Why did so flicker? Why did so behave strangely and feel so different?
She tried to stretch her sense beyond the room. Past the hallway. Beyond the thin walls of the villa.
But the mont she did—
A stabbing pain exploded in her skull.
"Agh—!"
She gripped her temples, gasping as pain surged through her. It felt like sothing sharp was drilling into her head, tearing through her thoughts.
WARNING. WARNING.
The system’s voice suddenly rang out loud in her mind.
[Host’s health is rapidly decreasing. Imdiate termination of skill recomnded. System advises retreat. Host is in danger.]
[Do not overuse the talent. It is unstable and not fully awakened. Damage to neural pathways is imminent.]
Liora tried to pull back, but her body wouldn’t move. Her head pounded harder. Her breath hitched. The pain was unbearable.
[HOST. STOP. IMDIATELY.]
[SOUL CORE INTEGRITY IS FAILING—]
Everything went dark.
The last thing she felt was the couch pressing against her back and the rain outside growing louder—
Then nothing.
Liora blacked out completely, the system’s voice still echoing faintly in her mind.
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