"Your power will be put to better use by me." I said to Moíra lifting him up in the air.
"Da-Dalia!" Moíra struggled to say as he desperately tried to set himself free. He looked at his helper for help.
I then reached into his chest...
(AAAAAAHHH!!!)
Moíra screamed out. Surprisingly, Moíra's helper, Dalia, didn't do anything to stop me. She just stood there next to us and watched.
'What the-, this is new… No way! He doesn't-... I see now.' I thought to myself smiling.
I then turned to Dalia and asked her, "Where is his soul?"
"I saw his fate decades ago and had been trying to change it since. This was the only way. His soul is somewhere you can never reach as you are now." Dalia said to me.
"I've told you everything you need. So leave." She said to me ignoring my question.
"I suppose you have… What a waste." I said as I looked at Moíra still struggling to get loose from my grip.
