Jemma saw an unimaginable scene, a sight he had never witnessed. He had never imagined a person could completely abandon their body.
This Dark Wizard didn't exhibit any signs of Spirit Power. Was he even still an Adventurer with a Class? Or was this Dark Wizard still even a living being? People knew that a Dark Wizard would immerse themselves in the darkness, but the Dark Wizard before them seemed not only to have immersed himself in darkness, but rather in the abyss of death.
Jemma restrained his conjectures; right now, what he needed to do was convey the information before him to his companions.
This Dark Wizard no longer had any remaining Spirit Power. All his cursing attacks might be mere distractions.
Jemma could see black smoke swirling within the Magic Staff held by the Dark Wizard. The smoke was a manifestation of the Death Aura, something Jemma hadn't seen for a long time.
