"Flawed, you say?" Merlin's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean?"
"In short, Nysera is an imperfect dragon. Do you know why her nature changed after you defeated her?"
Merlin pondered the question, then shook his head.
"No, I don't know. Do you?"
"It's because her soul isn't complete. There are two souls inside her," Lyserra explained casually.
"Two souls?" Merlin froze. He stared at Nysera in astonishment. "Wait a minute! The two souls you're talking about… it's exactly what I'm thinking, right?"
Lyserra, who dwelled within his consciousness, rolled her eyes.
"Do you think there's any other interpretation of what I just said?"
Her words made Merlin feel embarrassed, but he quickly regained his composure and thought it over.
"Two souls, huh? One is her current self, and the other is her previous self. Is that what you mean?"
"Something like that. That's why I said she isn't a perfect dragon," Lyserra replied with resignation.
