Ethan's Soul Sense surged outward like a tidal wave. In an instant, it reached five kilometers—then ten... fifteen... twenty... Finally, it slowed to a halt at an astounding twenty-five kilometers. The sheer influx of imagery overwhelmed him, flooding his mind with countless sensations and visuals.
Unprepared, Ethan felt a sharp jolt in his head. A pulse of pain flashed behind his eyes. He winced, quickly withdrawing his Soul Sense, and opened them with a frown.
"Young master…"
A soft voice called out. Standing before him was the girl who had earlier covered him with a blanket. She wore a light yellow dress that shimmered in the lamplight. Ethan blinked. The four sisters each wore a distinct color—yellow, pink, aqua green, and sky blue. Without the color coding, he doubted he'd be able to tell them apart.
"Uh... could you hand me my clothes?" Ethan asked, a little awkwardly.
