- Pronoun
- He
"I do not eat... but I can cook."
"Void Shadows... yes. That is what this one is," Mhynt said. "They're also called wraiths, but I don't know the term here, if they have one at all. They're lost souls who had become hollow echoes of their past selves, corrupted by a dark force. In this case, Alexander." Mhynt's eyes darkened. "I wouldn't be surprised if we could become these things if we Shadow ourselves too much. Etch this into your mind: this could be our future if we're reckless."
To Nova, the Void Shadow paused his cooking again. He seemed annoyed. "I am... a special job. The others are guards... or are only awaiting orders. But cooking is important. Soup is power. He travels to towns to gather ingredients."
"From shops," Mhynt deduced. "These cans look familiar. How does he get there?"
"He took me... through a land of purple dust and red skies..."
"Void Shadows... yes. That is what this one is," Mhynt said. "They're also called wraiths, but I don't know the term here, if they have one at all. They're lost souls who had become hollow echoes of their past selves, corrupted by a dark force. In this case, Alexander." Mhynt's eyes darkened. "I wouldn't be surprised if we could become these things if we Shadow ourselves too much. Etch this into your mind: this could be our future if we're reckless."
To Nova, the Void Shadow paused his cooking again. He seemed annoyed. "I am... a special job. The others are guards... or are only awaiting orders. But cooking is important. Soup is power. He travels to towns to gather ingredients."
"From shops," Mhynt deduced. "These cans look familiar. How does he get there?"
"He took me... through a land of purple dust and red skies..."