BLUE MOON
He shrugs “Casualty of war, as is to be expected when one is at the precipice of achieving greatness”
With my abilities, I reach towards him and I got nothing, not, in the same way I’m sometimes unable to pick up Zayne’s emotions, that is mostly because my mate has strong control over his emotions. This one though, to my emphatic senses, there’s nothing in front of me, not a living person, nothing, they really don’t feel anything, the male before me is akin to an empty vessel, a living, breathing empty vessel.
His soul is gone.
“I think you mean great evil”