While pushing her soul energy into the Soul Seeking Pendants, she suddenly felt her contract with Nyxaroth move, so she stopped and opened her eyes. "What's going on, Nyx?" she asked. "Something happened on your end?"
"Yes..." Nyxaroth's voice was the same as always, disturbingly raspy, but Michelle was already used to it. The only time his voice was normal was when he was in his human form, but he much more preferred being in the state of a mist. "The person from the lower realm who was in Malrik's mansion the whole time left. He's probably going to meet the old man you mentioned, so tell Cold Flame and others to be careful."
