Less than a minute after the interrogation was completed, Jean Saintfield's last trace of life extinguished, the high-ranking member of the Shan Clan appearing like countless prisoners subjected to interrogation, his facial features burnt into blackened cavities, his head tilted back, preserving his most agonizing side.
Almost immediately, an unprecedented sense of weakness swept over Yelena.
It seemed as though something was frantically draining her energy and strength, and that meant… even though the Baptism had shattered the interrogation room's gemstone ahead of time to help her sever the spiritual link, the black larvae had still been transferred into her body.
Unaware of this, the Baptism let out a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on her pale little face.
Yelena wanted to tell the Baptism everything she knew, to get her to stay away, but her body was completely out of her control, and all she could do was smile and stroke the Baptism's head, leaving her with a warm image.
