Chapter 325: Mine
“You want to pull the girl’s soul out?” Esmerelda asked, raising an eyebrow.
She and Arwin sat in a pair of rickety wooden chairs within her cluttered shop. Esmerelda had pulled them out the moment he’d walked through her door and let her know that there was something he needed her advice on. Unfortunately, he was having a bit of difficulty actually conveying just what it was that he wanted her to help him with.
“No. Not at all.” Arwin pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers and repressed a sigh. “I want an imprint of her soul.”
“Just use the real thing. Works better.”
“I don’t want the real thing,” Arwin snapped. “I want Reya’s soul to remain in her body, where it belongs. Why would I be looking to rip somebody’s soul out to make them a weapon?”
“Because it’s deeply ironic.”
“I — well, yes. I suppose it would be. But that’s something you do to someone you really fucking hate, not your friend.”
Esmerelda stared at him for several long seconds. Her brow furrowed in confusion. “Never seen a demon worried about friends before. You’re a weird one.”
“A what now?”