"Yingdila, swallow him." Muria gestured to Yingdila, who had also shrunk down to the size of a five or six-year-old human child, and directed her towards the Tower Spirit.
"Very well." At Muria's command, Yingdila responded cheerfully, her voice as clear as a wind chime.
"Ah woo!" The loli, cute as a button, stared at the tower spirit, her mouth slightly open. With just a swallowing motion, the pure elemental projection of the Tower Spirit twisted into a streak of light and shadow and disappeared into Yingdila's mouth.
"How is this possible..." The swallowed Tower Spirit let out a half-startled shout before falling silent. As the image of the Tower Spirit vanished, countless Spirit Runes exploded in the corridor where Muria and his companions were standing. Countless spirit lights and flames ignited, and after the intense radiance, the corridor plunged into darkness.
