As Tyler pointed his ladle toward the monstrous entity, he made a sweeping gesture.
The effect was immediate.
The countless souls that had been clinging to the creature's form were suddenly stripped away, vanishing in an instant.
They weren't destroyed—no, they were inside the ladle.
Tyler exhaled, steadying his thoughts. He knew the Copper Pot didn't have the ability to copy souls, so there was no point in even trying. Instead, he simply released them. The souls, momentarily freed, drifted away… only to merge back into the Soul Monster.
His brows furrowed. 'That's not enough. I need to separate them from the monster completely.'
Just then, Mana's voice rang in his head.
"Found it!"
Tyler snapped his attention to the center of the monster's writhing form.
A faint glow pulsed from deep within its mass.
The Pinky Finger.
There it was—floating inside the core of the creature, radiating that eerie, silver light.
