Mrs. Sally Byde was a powerful witch.
Her spirit was a milky white wax figure, a replica of herself with her back against or merged with a gigantic candle.
As the flame on top of the candle lit, her wax figure cried out in sorrow while bearing a mad laugh on its face.
This was the closest thing Lin An had ever seen to a spiritual representation of the soul itself.
The rhythm of this spirit was peculiar; it seemed immersed in self-immolation, uncaring for its surroundings, signifying her extreme self-isolation.
It carried a twisted joy from gaining satisfaction through self-punishment.
And most miraculously, this so-called self-immolation, akin to the technique of melting spirits in a furnace, was gradually causing the distortion effects of spiritual energy erosion on the mind.
Continually enhancing one's mental strength, constantly pulling away from witch-ghoul transformation.
