Clutching Ange's hand bone, the shiny god's body continuously slid down, finally dropping to the ground.
However, while the divine body dropped, a white little ghost didn't, it separated from the body and clung tightly to Ange's finger.
Ange felt a bit peculiar, could such a tiny thing actually control the divine body?
But it was clearly at its limit. Holding onto Ange's finger, it noticed no light was being emitted. It couldn't help but protruding a finger and nudged the finger it was clutching.
Ange had to resort to casting holy light, bathing the little ghost in it.
Ha~ the little ghost breathed out contentedly, holding firmly onto Ange's finger.
Ange suddenly understood why it could control the divine body. It was his own energy feeding it. Clearly, it was depleted now, rendering it immobile.
