The first bundle of black chains didn't go far. It circled around Lith's body, revealing the presence of the souls that still possessed enough reason to cling to his body. It was their icy touch that Lith had experienced after Leegaain had lifted the barrier.
Their ethereal mass weighed on him like a long shroud made of spectral bodies.
Normally, wandering souls had no substance or ability to interact with the world, not even with Lith. Yet here was different. The destruction of the secret lab had released the Forbidden Magic sealed inside the containment arrays that Raum had carefully laid.
The sudden influx of life force and corrupted world energy was the perfect nourishment for the vengeful souls that the Eldritch had unwittingly spawned by claiming countless lives for his experiments.
