When the two found the most suitable intimate frequency for each other, Ash felt their souls begin to melt like ice cream, as if two soft cream masses were merging, indistinguishable, blending seamlessly.
No wonder no one trades soul fragments... In this state, the party with the stronger and higher Soul Realm holds absolute dominance. If the other harbors even a hint of malice, they can easily alter one's thoughts, implant twisted ideologies, equivalent to handing one's life into the other's hands to be played with at will!
But Ash wasn't afraid at all. Perhaps it was because the ruby chains would restrain Vishi's actions, or perhaps it was because, even if he was actually afraid, he didn't dislike this feeling.
