She gestured to him and explained, steady and clear.
"What lives inside you, Frey Starlight, is a creature—a living thing that must be killed if you want it gone for good. Unfortunately, my golden power cannot do that. The shadow has fused with you so completely that sacred power no longer affects it."
Wisker's shadow had become part of Frey's body—akin to the full Demon Seed that had taken root in Sansa and Danzo. Once merged, no amount of holy power could cleanse it.
"Fused with my body… what the hell," Frey laughed, dragging a hand down his face. "So I'm suffering the same thing he did, aren't I?"
He meant Danzo—the man Frey had failed to save.
When a complete Demon Seed fused, there was only one sure end: kill the host. That was the choice Frey had made then. And now, here he was, staring at something all too similar.
"It's like fate is mocking me… ha."
