Chapter 622

• "I can imagine," Yosepha said. "What I cannot imagine, is any soul having enough essence to use batlam, even on a full stomach. As you saw with Shir, when she no longer had the essence to hold onto batlam, it was lost, and she defaulted to potram; something that comes with training." She gestured to Mia, who was naked because holy fuck using potram while trying to use batlam was not an extra challenge she needed. "Souls are meek, Mia. They cannot so much as resist the weakest of auras."
• Mia planted her ass against the wall and sank down to the ground.
• "There's a but coming, right?"