Ethan blinked, caught off guard by the sheer number of soul-forms drifting around them. He hadn't expected to see so many powerful entities in one place—especially not here, in this strange, twisted world.
Some of them were radiating energy levels close to Tier 14, full-on SSS-class.
But still… they were soul-forms. No matter how strong they looked on paper, they couldn't unleash their full potential. Not without a physical body to anchor that power.
"Where the hell did you two pick up this whole army?" Ethan asked, raising an eyebrow.
Elira gave him a playful smirk. "Technically, we didn't 'recruit' them. I just showed off a little power, and next thing I know, they're all on their knees calling us boss. Said they'd been looking for someone to help them take down some guy named Kalrethor. Promised us a nice little reward if we pulled it off."
"Reward?" Ethan echoed, frowning. "And Kalrethor—what the hell is that?"
