Noah knew that his gut was right.
Fundamentally, he could understand why he should unquestioningly trust it.
Still, simply understanding that wasn't enough to explain how his instincts functioned.
He still didn't fully understand how his body could instinctively perceive evolutionary compatibility before his own thoughts consciously caught up to the answer. Sometimes, as with Kratos, he didn't understand his gut instincts until after he saw the results.
Yet after watching Dobby endure that flood of negativity without collapsing beneath it, Noah quickly began identifying the similarities between Dobby and the shaman soul he had preserved all this time.
"Negative energy…"
The words quietly left Noah's mouth as his thoughts drifted back toward the goblin shamans they had fought before.
At first glance, the shamans appeared specialized in primitive magic and poisonous herbs. But that wasn't their true defining trait.
Their defining trait was curse magic.
