The four souls stare at you, lacking recognizable facial features and looking rather tattered and as if they're melting. Dalv: "..." Ceroba: "UGHH! Not even after death we can escape them! Why were we cursed with this tormentor?!" Starlo: "Calm down, Ceroba. We ain't gonna do much to 'em anyways. What good are we right now? We're deformed, meltin' away." Axis: "MiNOR WOUN_S Do NOT EX_USE AN IN_BILITY TO hARm SOMeONE. GEt OVER _T AND LETS G_T REVENGE."