The response was deliberately vague, offering information without actually explaining anything substantive.
The masked figure's attention shifted to Jack, and his tone changed.
"Commendable performance. The mental trauma you're causing some of our members shows how strong you are at such a young age."
He paused, his yellow eyes tracking Jack's transformed appearance. A sly smile touched his lips.
"Most Soul Wardens we've hunted required years to develop psychological warfare techniques of this sophistication."
Jack's mismatched eyes narrowed fractionally, his stance shifting from relaxed to alert as he processed the masked figure's presence with growing confusion.
"Who are you?" .... "And why," Jack continued, his yellow and orange eyes tracking the figure with intensity that made the air between them feel charged, "because all I see when I look at you a void."
The masked figure went perfectly still.
