บท 885: Who Is The Monster? (part 3)

The Water Spirit Shield that Jeanie had been sustaining was abruptly extinguished, and the Mana Storm that was being kept outside of it rushed in, burying Jake inside. His body collapsed on the spot, merging with the Mana Storm.

"No! My food!" The Virtue who had nearly gotten the Aether Soul Core howled in rage and darted to where he had been standing a split second earlier and tried to grab a handful of chaotic Mana to no avail. The mass of Mana was as elusive as gas.

"Is he dead?" The quietest angelic creature of the three suddenly asked, a dreadful pang of foreboding chilling his blood for the first time in his life. His appetite seemed to be history.

"Who cares?" The third Virtue snorted. "Our meal is gone. And so is my next evolution. I should just digest what I alr-"