My existence will entirely disappear...

Kyle murmured a spell under his breath, conjuring a cage of spiritual energy before tossing the luminous figure inside.

The figure made of light writhed within the cage, her eyes filled with menace as a melodious voice escaped her lips.

"Release me, human! I am one of the guardians of this tomb!"

Kyle bent down to peer into her eyes.

"Just a piece of consciousness? I presumed it to be a shard of an ancient soul. Souls, after all, wield more strength than mere consciousness."

He got up and, under Bia and Asher's eyes, he approached the two metallic nails that the woman had thrown at him earlier. Kyle pulled the nails out from the ground and glanced at the woman.

"I never expected that a piece of consciousness would be one of the guardians of this place. What's more, it had the audacity to attack me without even making its existence known."

The woman blinked and fell silent.