A weak yet wondrous power was resisting the commands Alice issued to this body.
Even attempting to expel her from it.
This force seemed to have existed from the outset, but it only became conspicuously resistant when she started having thoughts of going to Frost.
Duncan Ebnomal stopped in surprise, and although the force of resistance was consistent, he still slowly moved his feet to the edge of the wreckage, looking down at the calm sea.
He spoke softly, "I thought you had disappeared — usually, after the heart stops beating, the soul departs quickly."
Then he fell silent, feeling that faint but stubborn force, and after a moment of silence, the body's lips twitched twice: "Leave..."
Duncan slightly closed his eyes.
On the surface of the sea, sullied by oil, the body's reflection was suddenly enveloped in a layer of eerie green flames, and the face, disfigured by a fire and explosion within the flames, quivered, transforming into Duncan Ebnomal's solemn and somber visage.