Song Lei caught the monocle that Aston had thrown towards him on the air and held it to his eye without adjusting it. He glanced towards Hector's corpse.
"Well... Fuck," He muttered. With the ethereal sight granted to him by the soul monocle, Song Lei kept watching the black smoke rising out of Hector's corpse, slowly forming into a body shape. Guessing what would transpire in this place, Song Lei rushed to Aston's side.
"Quickly escape and make sure those three bodyguards don't come here," Song Lei said. Aston nodded and left the warehouse without asking any questions. Song Lei sighed seeing Aston walk away.
An ethereal being was coming out of Hector's corpse. Song Lei had his ways to deal with it. After all, his soul stat was probably high enough to not get hurt against whatever this monster was. Aston, on the other hand, didn't have this advantage.