“It is done.” Leegaain said as his inner light dimmed, revealing open shackles where the captured Divine Beasts had been until a few moments before. “Your past research is in my possession, and the people you had turned into specimens are free.

“Aside from the contents of your omni pocket, you have nothing left, Raum.”

“That’s not true, Guardian.” The Wonderer shifted his aura from his captive to his enemy. “I still have many things, starting from the bountiful meal you’ve so kindly served me.”

Dozens of black spheres erupted across Raum’s body like boils from a sudden disease. They bloomed open, revealing the swirling mass of Forbidden Magic they trapped within.

Leegaain recognized them as the feed cores described in the Wonderer’s diaries when it was too late. The Guardian had freed the captive from pain and earthly shackles, allowing their souls to escape the eternal prison that Raum’s body was.

Yet their life forces, their mana, and even the pools of their blood mixed with the world energy were still there, ripe for the taking. The feed cores sucked everything in, even the ashes of the Divine Beast’s corpses, in order to replenish Raum’s strength and increase his mass.

In the blink of an eye, only the Leegaain’s and Raum’s auras were left, the rest of the room as sterile as the day it had been built.