Upon hearing its accepting response, Ayame began to gather every malice that was covering the entire hilltop ruins. She was absorbing them and contained them into one space then she began making the absorbed malice to move freely. It was forming into smoke until it started to have a figure until it clearly showed up.
“And are you the true form of this psyche?” Ayame guessed but the Victorian man shook his head before clearing it.
‘I am different from it but I’m the wielder of that psyche. I’m Phantom.’
“Then do you want to be tamed by me?” she asked as she let Psyche rest in its realm.
‘Can I still use my name?’
“I don’t mind. You’re still a phantom.” She smirked since the beast before her was indeed like a phantom aside from looking like a Victorian man with a hatter hat and a mask.
‘I’m very pleased to have an understanding tamer.’
“So you’re two beasts in one reason?” she guessed but again, Phantom shook its head before clearing it again.
