In a cave full of trinkets….
"ARRRGGGGG!" Blood-curling screams resounded as the last of the souls were finally extinguished, Jack included. Then a few moments later, as if a coincidence…
— Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! —
"Tch— Is the repenting over already?"
Lizzy's shaman "mentor" intruded in the cave with a VERY peeved look as he gave a fleeting glance at a certain soul, one that had been sacrificed by a true dragon.
"Master, you're back! Please inspect the Soul Nectar: I swear I've done my best!" She happily chirped, holding a vial with a viscous liquid radiating a soft glow.
The lizard's expression soon returned to a scaled joviality…
"Hehe, there's so much of it! All this white stuff, this batch's amazing for sure! I've never seen souls so pure!" He approached, dipping a finger in it and giving a satisfied gulp.
"Perfect!"
As a shaman, it wasn't too hard for her to camouflage my Soul into that one vial and make it look like it had been totally extracted. Good thing the Old Shaman was way too excited and missed it!
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