As Adam stared at the apparitions, the entity finally spoke.
"Every time you equipped a talent… one of these guys appeared."
Adam frowned.
The entity gestured lazily at the surrounding figures.
"They're the phantoms that came with the talents you equipped. Just floating around in here."
Adam slowly looked over the crowd again.
The Rapid Hare.
The River Lion.
The Goblins.
The Foul Hound.
The Infinite Worm.
All of them stood silently inside his soul.
Watching.
The entity continued.
"Although… there was one that wasn't supposed to be here."
Adam's gaze snapped back to the entity.
"What do you mean?"
"Well," the entity said, shrugging, "normally the phantoms here are just the creatures you equipped special talents from. Makes sense. This is your soul, after all. And the talents are stored here."
Adam listened quietly.
"But apparently," the entity went on, voice amused, "when you equipped that affinity… its phantom managed to slip inside your soul too."
