บท 86: Chapter 86

With trembling hands, William reached out to summon his wind ability. He focused, drawing on the memory of how the soul essence had once coursed through him, commanding the air around him to bend to his will.

But nothing happened. The wind remained still.

William tried again, this time more forcefully, but it was as though the wind couldn't even hear him anymore. His heart sank further.

"Gone," he whispered. "Even the wind is gone."

Swallowing his frustration, he turned his focus to the lightning ability. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if this would fail him too.

"Lightning Strike," he muttered.

Crackling blue sparks danced along his fingertips, faint but responsive. Relief washed over him as he realized the lightning still obeyed him.

"At least I have this," he murmured. Then a thought struck him.