Layton watched this scene silently, his attention focused on the new lifeform that had just been bred, most of his perception enduring the black burning flames but focused on gazing at the peculiar soul structure of the individual that was just formed.
The soul structure of beings were never the same, different world rules influenced them, different experiences also played a role, and also different paths of practice also shaped the soul consciously or unconsciously, before this battle Layton had been wandering around pondering on this phenomenon trying to find something to inspire his subsequent practice path, one that belonged to him alone and now it seemed he had found it.
Watching the birth of this deity level beast that its creation had a close relationship with his actions, Layton seemed to have fallen into a state of enlightenment, ignoring Clarence who had obviously noticed his presence.
