"[Infinite Apostle]"
The moment those words left his lips, the concept of 'peace' ceased to exist.
Cashel could feel an unbearable pain all over his body and from a place he could not reach.
In response, he let out a roar capable of shaking the foundations of the world.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He gripped his chest tightly, barely stopping himself from tearing it open.
The pain! It was too much.
His eyes went bloodshot and tears escaped his eyes.
Still, even in this pitiful state, he could tell what was happening.
It was his soul. His soul was getting destroyed and regenerated into a greater quality.
The two forces were on par, making it seem like a neverending dance of anguish on his soul.
A few years back, when Asher fought a certain Ryten back in the dungeon, he touched, grabbed, and squeezed its soul but he was never able to destroy it.
