"I'm not yours. Not yet," Claire joked, as if she could read his mind.
Seeing Jake frown, she chuckled. "But you aren't wrong to think that. Of all the Players I've observed through countless Ordeals, you come the closest to meeting my conditions."
"What do you mean?"
"What? You didn't think you were the only candidate, did you?" The Soulmancer Queen mocked, her purple eyes openly mischievous. "All the soul fragments I've dispatched in every army observe everything without realizing I can reclaim their souls at any moment. There are plenty of clever Players like you who are aware of the anomalies around my clones and are keeping an eye on them as we speak. Some have even made the connection with my existence. Their only misfortune is that my main spirit hasn't chosen to hide in their army.
