"I wish I could," said Third Eye with a shake of his head. "But it is not that simple. This traitor of yours is hiding too deep, and I might be sounding like an idiot, but they seem to have a sort of protection. The kind that keeps witch hunters like me at bay, see this?" He circled his finger around the changed runes and tapped on them. A second later, the entire surroundings turned colder than they already were, and a dark puddle erupted beside Third Eye; from it rose a silverly blue spirit, who walked to the edge of the magic circle and was set on fire almost immediately the second it touched it.
"Woah, what happened?!" Ajax stepped back as the soul, which was already dead, let out an ear-splitting scream of anguish and disappeared.
