Black light radiated from every part of Jasmine’s body. Her face was cold, detached, and expressionless. One could not find any emotions or feelings on it, as though she was a puppet whose soul had been abducted.

But in reality, she was incomparably conscious and aware of what she was doing… In fact, she was more clear-headed now than she had been at any other point in her life.

She knew who she was, she knew where she was, she knew what sort of power was surging through her ...