The cape Stan Sol wore wasn't a real cape; it was a Sharkmon, a very special ancient species that fed on Spirit Power.
Igor didn't know much about this species, but he had seen Stan Sol use it and heard him talk about it before. So, he was certain this Sharkmon could play a key role at this moment.
Having thought of a countermeasure, Igor was so excited he was almost speechless, unsure how to express his joy.
Kadi, still struggling to figure out how to contact their intangible opponents, didn't notice the subtle changes in Igor's expression.
"Do you think it's possible that these Spirits are just... the hands themselves?" Kadi asked Igor for confirmation. "I mean, that there's no one behind them—the hands *are* Nothingness!" He knew his idea was rather outlandish, but it wasn't entirely impossible, especially since Igor also didn't know what these Spirits actually looked like.
Igor, not paying much attention to Kadi's words, replied casually, "Possibly."
