Moonlight, like water, poured over the flame, emitting a wisp of white smoke akin to that during quenching.
Moments later, the flame receded.
Only a Bone Relic remained, spinning in the void. After circling the gray barrier several times, it transformed into a streak of light, shooting directly towards the stunned Giant Zero Three, embedding itself in the forehead gap left by the disappearance of the Philosopher's Stone.
Buzz buzz.
The short skeleton resonated with the vibration of bones, as Giant Zero Three slowly raised its head; a flicker of pale light suddenly flashed across the originally dark and empty eye sockets.
Jump, jump, jump.
The pale light leaped repeatedly, finally breaking free from the boundless darkness and emptiness, transforming into a continuously jumping Soul Fire, nimbly and powerfully dancing within the eye sockets.
"Giant Zero Three?" Anglafell gazed at the skeleton regaining its ability to move, a hint of inquiry in her eyes: "…Or is it Rat Immortal?"
