The portrait began to change, the Witch's gaze gradually turned indifferent, and the innocence on her face disappeared completely.
"She handed over her 'heart of compassion'—not merely simple indifference, but a complete loss of the ability to perceive others' pain."
"She could no longer truly understand what pain or despair meant.
Others' screams sounded like birdsong to her, and others' tears were just ordinary droplets of water."
The light in Cassandra's eyes on the book page finally vanished, replaced by an unfathomable void.
"In exchange, she gained the 'Eyes of Plunder'—able to permanently absorb Magic Essence from the enemies she killed. The more she killed, the higher the compression rate."
"Do you know why she was so eager to conquer wars? Each massacre was a feast for her power to grow.
Now, her magic compression rate has exceeded eighty times, but the price is..."
The book paused, and its voice turned exceptionally cold:
