The air around Liam changed once again.
Just as he was about to experiment on the soul fragment in his hand to see if he could access its memories or forge it to learn more about it, suddenly, the space in front of him started twisting.
A wisp of blood seeped out of this anomaly, and the soul in his hand immediately flew toward this crimson essence. Wait, it was not just crimson, there were golden strands mixed in this crimson essence.
Liam's eyes went wide as his brain tried to rapidly comprehend what was happening and why the soul fragment flew away from him before he could do anything to it, but everything happened in a fraction of a second, too fast for him.
And once again, all he could be was a mere spectator as he watched the crimson essence steal the soul fragment right from his hands and depart. This was his only clue to what was happening, and this was also…
"NO!"
