Luca's gaze swept across the bedroom, finally landing on the dressing table.
Luxurious cosmetics were neatly arranged on the table, untouched. The white chair in front of it was slightly askew, as though someone had been sitting there moments before.
After a brief pause, Luca raised his hand. A fleeting divine light flashed in his eyes.
Golden Divine Flame coalesced in the air.
Moments later, a golden figure dressed in a thin nightgown gradually appeared, floating faintly in the room.
Divine-level Fire Skill: Spark Reversal!
Fratis's ethereal image sat before the dressing table, her hair disheveled, her face pale.
She stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, seemingly lost in thought.
In her hand, she held a single-ringed stiletto dagger adorned with a sapphire.
Luca's expression grew complex as he continued to observe.
