The demon blocked everything. Effortlessly.
"Such flashy power… hahahaha!"
Wesker's laughter echoed through the heavens
as he unleashed hundreds of dark projectiles.
Snow countered them all with his radiant shield,
sparks of light and shadow raining around them.
"I've seen Nito wield the Soul of Light in battle before,"
Wesker said, launching another blast that cracked Snow's armor,
"but never with such brilliance as yours!"
"I suppose the Soul of Light only reveals its true potential
when wielded by a genuine Lightbearer!
That's why even the Ninth Seat, Nito, can't do it!
Nor could the Demon King, Agaroth himself!"
Indeed .. long ago, Agaroth had subdued the Soul of Light,
despite it being his natural poison.
Yet he could never wield it as skillfully
as he did the five other Souls in his possession:
The Soul of Blood
The Soul of Darkness
The Soul of Death
The Demonic Soul
The Soul of Reincarnation
The Soul of Light
