Only, on the ground, there were no traces of blood or claw remnants. At the severed claw wound of the Dark Silver Giant Dragon, it appeared as a deep black void, with speckles of light gathering on it, as if to reform a new claw.
"Indeed...it is a Soul Body!"
Ronan's gaze sharpened. He had long suspected that this mysterious dragon might be an ancient soul entity, especially since this was the Spirit Space.
Earlier, to protect Ewaqu's soul plate from damage, he had endured a strike from its dragon claw. Listening to its dialogue with many of the Witch Leader statues in the square, he recognized the voice as the one he inadvertently overheard conversing with Dragon Witch Chief Bahafus in a dream of Bahafus's legacy.
Its attack seemed aimed at seizing his body to escape this place.
