Chapter 309: Purple fart
Irwin sensed his soulforce drain rapidly, as if someone had pulled a plug and let it drain away. Gritting his teeth, he pulled both of his selves together, stepping around the fire and using his willpower to shink the fire.
"Impressive strength for someone with only one soulcard," the purple being said, its voice betraying no worry as its area of influence shrank slightly.
Irwin didn't reply, happy when he felt Tang's black flame wrap tighter around him offsetting the force he felt from within, taking much of the burden.
"Do you know what this thing is?" Tang rumbled, standing beside him, eyes narrow and entirely focused on the thing puppetting Zarzir.
"No. It's a lifeform that seems to belong beyond the Portal Gallery barrier, inside the chaotic space," Irwin said as he recalled some of the things he'd heard when fighting the first of the beings and what he'd later learned from Daubutim- both of which were sadly very little.
"So much knowledge," the being said sarcastically. "It almost makes me want to give you some information out of pity."
Irwin didn't respond, keeping his focus on shrinking his flame. Every tiny bit cost more energy, and he knew he was never going to be able to burn it without help- more help than Tang was currently providing.
"How did you kill the first one?" Tang said.
"I burned it to nothing," Irwin said.
"Hah, you must have found a tiny partition," the purple being laughed. "If you were able to burn any of my kind with this little power, good riddance!"
He is talking but not doing anything else, Irwin thought, wondering if the thing was just faking it or trying to buy time.
Not that there was anything he could do to speed things up, not unless someone gave him a lot of extra soulforce.