Lily nodded solemnly, her gaze shifting to the lifeless figures of Dave's brother and mother. She crouched down beside them, her fingertips lightly grazing their lifeless hands. As she made contact, her extraordinary sensitivity to the remnants of ethereal energy became apparent.
She could feel the faint, lingering traces of power that still clung to the brother's lifeless form. The energy was a dim echo of what had once been a formidable presence—a [Demi-God], to be precise. It was as though the room whispered tales of his valiant struggle, of a desperate fight to protect his family from the encroaching menace of the Duplicating Slime.
Lily closed her eyes, allowing her heightened senses to delve deeper into the story told by these residual energies. She could sense the moments of fierce determination, of a young man's unwavering resolve to battle the monstrosity, to shield his mother and brother from the abhorrent creature's relentless advances.
