Ash was acting a bit strange today.
Once a presence that suppressed an era, like a nightmare enveloping all beings, silencing the weak and making the strong lament and submit, the Ghost Prophet Vishi's insight into human nature was nearly at a 'Miracle' level.
To Vishi, the tactics of individuals like the Sword Maiden, Witch, and Silver Lamp were akin to children playing in the mud. She could predict their mischief with ease, a confidence brought about by millennia of slaughter.
However, the changes in Ash after his return from hell left Vishi somewhat uncertain.
He seemed unchanged, yet there was an indescribable difference. For instance, the obedient kiss of 'good morning,' or how his gaze would drift and not meet Vishi's in the hallway, his attitude oscillating between 'intimate' and 'distant.'
