"He doesn't have feats? The Leader of the Starbreakers does not have any feats? Do you know who he is, boy?"
The Blade Sovereign's expression grew distant, and a look of longing appeared on his face. A trace of nostalgia was visible. He reminisced about the past, crossing his arms. A faint smile blossomed on his face, but he was quick to wipe it.
Suddenly, he grimaced. "You… I didn't realize it before, your soul… it's smaller."
"Smaller?" Arthur inquired.
"It's smaller than what regular humans possess," the Blade Sovereign explained, approaching the crimson-eyed man. He extended an arm, and although Arthur grew wary, he did not resist his advance.
The Blade Sovereign's somewhat veiny palm touched Arthur's abdomen. Immediately, Arthur's body began disintegrating, causing the latter to resist. However, the Blade Sovereign remained silent, continuing the process.
