Jyorta took in the view of his blue soul, watching his surroundings turn dark, now replaced all-around by a broiling fog, one whose intensity was similar to Atika Light's. It was like gazing at the turbulent sea, one during a full-moon night.
'I don't know if what she said was the truth or a lie she concocted just to test me. But irrespective of the reason, my emotions were affected through external means, with the effect still persisting. She must have done something to the surroundings to subtly affect my emotions. I wouldn't be surprised if she had one of her psychic arms hiding within my body.'
