The moment Mareti saw the stamp, his entire form shook. Even as a soul, he felt fear crawl through him. This was not just fear of pain. This was fear of losing freedom forever. As a researcher, he had read about such things before.
A soul stamp was not an ordinary seal. It was a mark that bound a soul eternally. Once branded, there was no escape unless the owner released you.
His voice broke as he shouted, "Please… I will do what you say. I won't harbor any—"
He could not finish as the stamp moved.
BOOOM!
With a single thought from Ethan, the stamp shot forward. It did not travel like an object. It blinked through space and slammed into Mareti's soul body. The impact made the entire gray mist world tremble.
Mareti screamed.
