"Sorry, just ignore him," Jason apologized first and continued. "So how can we help you? We're not archbishops; we don't have the ability to perform soul-guiding rituals."
How could Jasmine not know this? She simply wanted to seize this opportunity. Jason's words shattered her hopes, leaving her soul wavering. She was more shaken now than by the near-headshot.
Despair crept onto her face. She lowered her head and murmured, "I can't hold on much longer. The darkness here is about to erode my soul. I'm about to fall into the embrace of evil forever, just like those spirits outside."
With that, she instinctively clasped her hands together and began to pray, begging the Holy Mother to guide and forgive her.
At this moment, Gami's furrowed brows relaxed. He seemed to have thought of something and whispered to the other two, "If we find the holy relic this time, we can use it to directly transfer this soul."
