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(Maria's POV)
I decided to help Fabian, as I had promised. I glanced at the many souls, not only noticing the gigantic soul of the Pharaoh, but the dozens of other smaller souls, each one was rather strong, and could make powerful ghosts or undead.
But for now, it wasn't really the time to think about that, I had inspected the area and the children's bodies were nowhere to be seen, all these sacrificed souls lacked their physical bodies, and there wasn't even their corpses to make them into zombies.
Maybe becoming ghosts is their only option, unless I could somehow built them new bodies based in their physical appearances they have in their minds, I could use the available materials, and other undead to quickly create rather beautiful-looking bodies that would be hard to differentiate from living ones.
