The Skeleton Soldier Failed to Defend the Dungeon

"Check that first."

"What?"

"The light. Can it be absorbed?"

I lifted my gaze. Burnt entrails dripped thick green radiance, heavy enough to feel its texture. It was so dense that the opposite wall was hidden from view. Unlike Leandro's translucent jade glow, this ooze was raw and viscous.

"There is light..." I murmured.

Clack.

I stretched out my hand.

[Absorb? Y/N]

Of course.