"I am different from them... I am a soul demigod."
Now Vishi's ability to express her thoughts smoothly was already at its limit, completely unconcerned about revealing her vicious fangs - there wasn't a single offensive word, nor any insult, but her tone was filled with unabashed disdain, jealousy, and contempt, making Ash and Felix realize how little she thought of the Sword Maiden and Witch.
Ash gently stroked the back of her head, as if trying to push back her fangs.
"The soul curse can't defeat me. I endured thousands of times more suffering during Soul Refining," Vishi panted heavily, "but my soul is bound by ruby chains... The knife is still entangled with chains, how can it still cut?"
"Untie my chains," she gripped Ash's shoulders tightly, her gaze lifting to meet Ash's eyes, speaking word by word, "I can complete the trial myself!"
Felix, watching this pitiful yet stubborn sickly elf, quietly developed a sense of admiration.
