Whether it's ordinary fish or Magic Creatures, they seem to be afraid of some indescribable power, avoiding this place at all costs.
The Hero's Perception briefly scanned the surroundings, then refocused on the corpse.
This corpse had no Vitality whatsoever, it wasn't an Undead, but...
It was dreaming.
In those hollow eye sockets, there resided a definitive yet bewildering Radiance. It was endlessly repeating a deathbed dream in that eternal darkness.
The dream trapped its soul in darkness, unable to transcend.
The Hero could sense that if she delved deeper, she should be able to glimpse at various experiences of the Siren's life before death.
But she slowly released her fist, spread her fingers, and aimed her palms at the corpse.
"There needs to be a limit to toying with prey."
She wore a solemn expression, the dazzling Dawnlight enshrouded every inch of her skin, illuminating the lightless Deep Sea as if it were broad daylight.
