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Colonel Norrett couldn't explain how he felt. Ethereal barriers were hindering his movement, and something even stranger followed.

Miss Christen's fingers applied weight on Colonel Norrett's uniform only to pierce it, digging through his skin, muscles, and bones to reach something more ethereal than his heart.

Colonel Norrett's mind was too muddled to study what was happening, and his perception wouldn't allow a proper investigation anyway. Miss Christen was reaching for the essence of his life, which resonated with her element and gave her some control over it.

The Colonel's whole being seemed to fall into a trance. The slight awareness his brain had retained vanished, preventing any action on his side. He could only watch and record as a foreign will fused with his existence and overwrote his own.