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[Altair didn't know what going on but as soon as the the electric current stopped, he weakly dragged himself out of the puddle. His vision was still hazy and he squinted against the sudden bright light as the guard lit up with holy light. His eyes widened at the chilling realization of what was happening.]

Don't!

[His quiet voice was hoarse from screaming and he frantically tried to push himself off the ground but he slid back down with an weak, anguished cry. His slime felt like water and he couldn't get it to do anything he wanted. He craned his head upward and silently pleaded with the nephilim to stop.]

...you can't...

[Souls were precious. Don't destroy that man's soul because of me! Altair's guilt dragged his heart down into an endless spiral as he watched the nephilim absorb the man's soul. The edges around Altair's form melted as he sank against the ground, the slime making up his hair melting over his eyes, hiding his agonized expression.

It wasn't until the nephilim turned to him that Altair finally recognized Xingchen's gentle voice. That just made this all worse and Altair flinched away from his kind concern. A flash of red bled through Altair's slime as he weakly lashed out with what little strength he could muster.]

I'm fine! You shouldn't have saved me!