The wall of silver fog dissolved just as Caine stepped through, and immediately, he was greeted by a suffocating wave of heat.
Lilith and the Fire Elemental were still locked in combat, their focus entirely consumed by the battle. Neither seemed to notice his arrival. Deciding not to interfere, Caine sat down, closed his eyes, and waited.
"How… how did you do that?" Elura finally asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.
What she had witnessed made no sense. A battle of the mind was exactly that—a clash of wills, pitting two minds against one another.
Within the confines of the Soul Prison, victory was determined by the maturity, tenacity, and resilience of one's mind, forged through years of hardships.
She had told Caine his decision was reckless, almost suicidal. Even with his talent, the gap between them and the Elementals seemed insurmountable.
