A part of me had all the time ready for the likelihood that I wouldn’t be capable of convey everybody again. In any case, I had been gone for months, and a soul’s lifespan exterior of the physique ought to theoretically solely be a single month. After that, the probabilities of a profitable resurrection shortly dropped. I used to be already fortunate that Terra was in a position to survive by means of her distinctive properties, each her unusual relationship with Gaia and her enduring golem physique. It solely stood to motive that Garnet, who didn’t have something particular about her, would have handed on and been absorbed.

I nonetheless needed to attempt to resurrect Garnet. I understood that pulling her from the clutches of Twilight wasn’t fairly like resurrecting somebody from Gaia. Nevertheless, in contrast to Gaia who broke a soul away, Twilight merged with the souls. That meant that the soul would stay intact. Even when it had been a number of months since they died. But, I additionally realized that with the slave bond severed, I had nothing actually connecting me to her soul. I regarded by means of the stuff in my soul world, and I shortly realized that I had nothing of Garnet’s, nothing together with her signature that might be used to resurrect her.U//ppTodated fr/o/m nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

The silvthril sword that she had a hand in making was nonetheless within the dungeon treasury. It had remained unperturbed even by means of the Maid’s Lament. Highly effective enchanted gadgets tended to not be digested by dungeons for mana. The trouble of doing so usually exceeded the vitality that might be gained. This was in all probability additionally why sure souls weren’t digested by a dungeon. Highly effective souls and robust lores survived. It was an excessive amount of effort to interrupt one down.

I began to understand there was in all probability a second motive too. Robust lore had an opportunity of fixing a dungeon. Seeing the lore that made up Twilight, and simply how insignificant I used to be in comparison with her world lore, I started to understand that’s seemingly how a traditional soul felt when it was being devoured by a dungeon. Nevertheless, if that steadiness wasn’t so exaggerated, then the absorbed soul would alter the lore simply as a lot because the lore would alter the soul. Suffice it to say, that this expertise with merging with Twilight had given me plenty of perception into the lore and what soul absorption actually meant.

Nevertheless, these ideas have been solely a method to an finish. The purpose was to convey Garnet again. I shot Terra a glance.

“The place is her physique? Clothes? Did you retain something?”

“Miasma is actually mana with a distinct life signature, one coding to a distinct lifestream. That’s what all of that is… it’s the congealed miasma from Twilight’s lifestream.” She gestured haphazardly. “The basic motive you’ll be able to’t resurrect an individual from a dungeon is that after their soul is uncovered, the dungeon will start to change them, turning their soul karmic. It isn’t simply that their soul is damaged up and turned to miasma, however the signature adjustments fully. Their soul turns into unrecognizable.”

Her phrases made plenty of sense. I had all the time assumed that monks didn’t each resurrecting the useless in dungeons out of concern of dungeons, and due to the way in which dungeons broke aside souls shortly to feed themselves. Whereas that was actually a motive, one might theorize {that a} priest might make a superb revenue simply by ready on the entrance after which resurrecting anybody who died inside a day or two.

Nevertheless, there was a second drawback at play. The very act of the soul changing into karmic modified its nature. Each soul had an identification, its distinctive code. You possibly can solely resurrect somebody by summoning their code. That signature might be learn off of varied issues.

One thing that they imparted their mana into, a slave bond, or a drop of blood. Nevertheless, if one thing began to scramble that signature… resurrecting them could be unimaginable. Monks didn’t have a resurrection spell or the mana reserves of half of my very own. It was seemingly they didn’t resurrect folks from dungeons… as a result of they by no means succeeded in doing so. I felt like this was one thing I ought to have identified already. I ought to have had extra conversations with Mary. Since my White Mage potential all the time appeared higher than the Monks, I had by no means actually requested very many questions on them. Plus, they have been largely secretive and closed off, not wanting their secrets and techniques to leak exterior their respective faith.

Nevertheless, the purpose of Terra’s phrases was crystal clear. Garnet’s signature had already modified. That’s to not say she had a karmic soul already, however it in all probability wasn’t totally mana both. Even when I had her physique, and even when I had the power to drag her from Twilight’s clutches, I wouldn’t be capable of summon her.

Regrettably, I didn’t have time to dwell on it any longer. Shadows started to rise from the bottom, forming into three-dimensional shapes throughout us. Twilight had began her transfer.