"What a perfect light... born from the soul..."
"The light of the living..."
"This is the true...'creation'!!!"
"So perfect..."
A zealot leaned close to Lin Yi, took a deep breath, as if inhaling some intoxicating essence that stimulated their spirit, their brows relaxed, and their face lit up with euphoric delight.
"His entire body is a treasure..."
"Take him away..."
"We must take him away!"
"No! Don't take him! If we take him, he won't belong to us anymore... We should eat him instead!"
"Yes! Eat him! Let's eat him right now!"
"Everyone gets a share, we devour every last bit, and no one will know what happened!"
"No! Not here!"
"The commotion would be too great... it will catch the administrator's attention!"
"The administrator...? Yes! The administrator! The administrator!"
The zealots' mental states fluctuated wildly, and what little rational communication they managed was only possible after suppressing themselves.
