<Snipped quote by Host>
Aeron:
*they find that there is no soul, not even a lifeforce, just amaranthine, which deflects their attacks naturally*
You realize I don't qualify as a living being by human standards, right? I'm something so much beyond that of a 'living' entity.
*vaccums the entire atmosphere from the plannet we're on, places all of the molecules into an infinitely long, 3 cm wide chamber of amaranthine, then creates a fission chain reaction with them all, consentrating the blastforce in your head's direction like a beam*
I'm afraid I have no command over the spirits.
*Matches your blast with a stark yellow beam of my own, that meets in the middle and feeds into a growing sphere*