The Yuanling soldiers were bristling with killing intent, leaving Heine startled.
His first thought was that this must have been a trap left by Sabellia for him.
But then he remembered the faint "save me" he had heard.
Holy shit?
Could it be that...
The souls bound to the equipment could be stripped and placed into the arena?
Heine immediately wrapped the two pieces of equipment with his perception to inspect them closely.
He saw silver sparks converging towards the ring and the feather, quickly sketching out a silver outline.
Afterward, two wisps of silver Soulfire were stripped away from them.
They looked somewhat like the evil spirit form Huihui had when first summoned.
But only somewhat.
If the evil spirit Huihui was a bun with a thick filling, then these two were dumplings barely touched by a chopstick's worth of meat.
They were so thin that Heine couldn't perceive any distinct consciousness in them.
However, he then heard the scathing critique from the Yuanlings.
