Zayn watched the skinny Human Spirit following the command it had received.
It grabbed its shoulder viciously and tore at it with all its might.
He sensed that the Spirit's soul particles were quickly drained due to the 'damage' it sustained by trying to tear off its arm and nodded in satisfaction.
"That's enough."
Zayn needed the skinny Human Spirit and he couldn't waste any soul particles to help it regrow its arm. That was not what he truly wanted to test, either way.
"The Soul hates me but the Spirit is forced to obey and stay loyal to me…that's good…the emotions to overwhelm me will allow it to grow even faster in an attempt to outgrow my control!" He mumbled while continuing to nod his head.
