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"Everyone! I'm here!"
"Elayne!"
"Elayne!!!"
Blank and Mark rushed toward her, the most frantic with worry. They had nearly lost their minds when they realized she had vanished from sight.
"A-Are you okay?!" Blank asked, scanning her anxiously for any wounds.
"Are you?!" Mark shoved him aside and channeled his flames to heal her. "Here..."
"Hm, thank you," Elayne sighed in relief. His flames now carried healing power thanks to his new class. "But don't overuse them."
Unlike when he was alive, when his flames drew limitlessly from his Mana and Spirit Energy, these came directly from his soul. The more he used them, the more his soul shrank.
It was entirely possible for Mark's soul to vanish completely if he pushed too far in healing or combat. That was the inherent weakness of his class, which let him shape his devastating Soul Flames into weapons, healing sources, defensive armor, barriers, or anything else he could imagine.
