Book Six: Chapter 132

“Later, ladies. I need to figure this out.” He twisted the dimensions of the soul again until it looked reminiscent of Jack’s soul. With her and Freya’s permission, he had spent hours studying their unique condition. The former goddess was quite the enigma, but considering two separate personalities controlled only one leg apiece, their presence no longer threatened him.

That, and if he was being truthful, her soul was fragile enough that he wondered what would happen if he grabbed onto one of those weaker threads and just ripped it out.

“Okay, this is a mess.” Ratu crossed her arms and walked back and forth. “It reminds me of something, but I can’t think of what.”

“A scrambled protein.” Zel appeared as if by magic, a journal in her hand. She was frantically sketching the design, her eyes stuck on the soul. “It’s something you’ll see a lot in alchemy. You had something that looked like string, but when you cooked it, the cells changed shape.”

“I would say tha