"Where do you want me to put the body?" Javelin looked at Mykel who was smoking his cigarette and leaning against the pillar in the hotel's basement.
"Anywhere is fine," Mykel dropped the cigarette and put it out with his loafer.
Javelin opened a spatial magic and dropped Nefarath's dead body right in front of Mykel. The body was preserved and her pierced chest looked so fresh that it appeared like she had just died a second ago.
Mykel stared at Nefarath's face and then he put his hand into her chest, pulling out her life essence. As soon as the orb was retrieved, Nefarath's body turned to ashes and was blown away by the exhaust.
"We wouldn't be able to kill her if it wasn't because of that Mysterious woman..." Javelin mentioned as she closed the spatial magic. "Also, she said something that quite unnerving," she pointed out.
