Before Javier could protest further, the man with the angelic face extended his palm forward. Darkness seeped out from his hand, covering his very being, before he brought it close to Javier's heart.
A scream tore from Javier's throat as his body convulsed violently.
Then, a white orb, shrouded in darkness, was pulled out from his chest and hovered above the man's palm.
And Javier's body went limp.
His piercing, icy blue eyes glowed with an otherworldly light as he examined the soul in his hand.
"So tainted," the man remarked before closing his fingers around it, the corrupted soul dissolved in his palms.
His gaze lingered for a moment on Javier's lifeless body, now slumped in the armchair with his eyes and mouth frozen open in a hollow, soulless stare.
Without a word, he turned towards the young girl, who still stood there, frozen and exposed in her vulnerability.
