"Ahhhh!!!"
After his soul was reconstituted, Alan felt a piercing, excruciating pain throughout his soul, prompting an agonized scream that would make anyone's skin crawl.
However, he soon forced himself to bear the pain and began to examine his transformed soul form.
After being shattered and reshaped by the Soul Grindstone, his previously intangible soul had shrunk significantly.
Yet, it had also condensed, appearing now as a thin, transparent veil.
Although still fragile, it was no longer undetectable as before.
Moreover, because of this profound transformation, Alan noticed a faint resonance with the magical elements in the air around him.
With a shift of his thoughts, the elemental forces nearest to him became excited, swayed by the influence of his gossamer-like soul.
"So this is what it feels like for a magus to control mana? It's an incredible feeling, drifting within this sea of elements." Alan murmured with a hint of amazement.
