Vera had perhaps gone a little too used to dealing with demons, she wouldn't expect that she would be the one with the upper hand in this relationship with the Rose Eagle Thorn, yes, she still suffered from bloodthirst, but it was in her opinion a low price compared to losing her entire will just the way she had done now.
'I feel like I can go back any time but...' She inspected this place around her 'soul' one in which she had never been.
There was simply a Mahogany Tree with extending roots, floating in the nothingness.
In the tree's stem, she could see something protruding slightly, a small shiny seed.
The same one that had transformed her into what she is now.
'Rose, what exactly is this place...?'
'It's your soul, can't you tell?'
'But how do I even notice that my soul is silver or whatever? Also, how can I assist you from here'
