The piercing shrieks stopped. The five soul fragments froze, their attacks halted mid-air.
They stared at their own semi-transparent hands, their eyes filled with stunned confusion.
The soul fragment wearing the captain's insignia recognized Logan and immediately dropped to one knee, bowing his head deep to the ground. "Thank you, Lord, for purifying us."
"When the soul-devouring ghost swallowed us, we saw things we were never meant to see."
Logan stepped forward. "What did you see?"
He pressed his five fingers against the captain's forehead, sending Soul Rule energy inward to verify the memories.
The memories were genuine; the timeline matched perfectly with what Moragas had revealed three months ago.
Logan withdrew his hand and nodded to Violet, confirming the intelligence was true.
The captain looked up, his eyes filled with a deep, bone-chilling hatred and fear. "Deep in the canyon, we ran into Iron-Bone Grand Elder."
