Uh...
Lynch was speechless.
'Avril, that explanation of yours... Never mind. Just don't try to explain next time.'
But thanks to the interruption, the Ghost, bound by Holy Light and battered by repeated heavy blows, had little strength left to struggle.
Lynch seized the opportunity. The Magic Staff in his hand flared with a ghostly light as he began to chant the incantation for another spell.
[Soul Imprisonment].
Soon, a tide of death energy enveloped the weakened Ghost like a siphon bridge.
Provoked, the Ghost once again let out a piercing soul-wail, its Soul Body struggling desperately. But under the binding of the Holy Light and Lynch's continuous spiritual pressure, its resistance grew weaker and weaker.
Finally, it gave up the fight, sending a pulse of soul-waves to Lynch to convey its willingness to submit.
