What was a mage but their soul?
When the Anima that entered my soul tore through it like nothing, I knew that I might have just lost everything. How much can you be broken and put back together before what comes out is no longer you?
The only reason I could still think, could still feel everything that was happening, was Mortal Shell. It held the shreds of my soul together and tied them to my body, so that even shredded, I could still function.
Then there were my channels. All ten thousand and eight impossible channels, holding the fragments of my soul and binding them to my flesh. The reinforcement I had given them while slaughtering the Narghul Sorcerers was showing its worth, because otherwise I was sure they would have been shredded alongside my soul.
That might not be far off anyway.
