Tenshi Moe’s gaze was tightly locked onto the Soul of Moryo. Seeing a portion of it break free from its restraints and shoot directly like an evil beam of light into Shang Qi’s mind, she felt a burning anxiety, her pretty face etched with worry and dread.
Her delicate features were slightly flushed with tension, and fine beads of sweat dotted her brow, yet she did not dare slacken for even a second.
While focusing entirely on continuing to manipulate the Biwa Bird, she urged the creature to step up its consumption of the remaining Soul of Moryo.
Chapter 30