Vahn went to work, his spirit sense and knowledge of earthly chemistry allowing him to manipulate the spiritual essences on the table. He used Flama's compounds, applying his knowledge of basic chemical reactions to produce a refined, concentrated spiritual vapor.
He mentally followed the procedure he performed in his high school days—the synthesis of a compound known as "laughing gas" (Nitrous Oxide). As the familiar sequence of mixing and purifying occurred, a wave of nostalgia washed over
Vahn was briefly reminded him of his past life.
Finally, he successfully contained the gaseous spiritual essence within a small, fragile vial.
"Ready, Saintess?" Vahn asked, a mischievous glint in his spiritual eyes.
Before Flama could fully reply, Vahn deliberately broke the vial. The concentrated, volatile spiritual gas instantly dispersed throughout the small spiritual room.
The effect was instantaneous and overwhelming.
HAHAHAHAHA!
