"How did you avoid death?" The spirit asked
Quietly, John looked over at his dagger before closing his eyes. He thought back and began to visualize what exactly had happened when he was killed.
[The guy appeared behind me and slashed my head off... That's what happened, isn't it...?] John wondered as he placed his hand on his neck.
The feeling of having his head cut off, was still stuck to his throat.
John slowly raised his head before staring straight at the spirit. John's eyes widened as he realised something.
"I died..."
But that wasn't what had surprised John, it was a simple fact that he hadn't noticed earlier. A fact which terrified him to his core.
"That man... I didn't feel his presence at all... Not a bit of mana or life... Not an ounce... Nothing, like he wasn't even there..." John muttered
"Yeah, I know, but that didn't answer the question. You know something, don't you?" The spirit asked