The tiny water drop resisted.
It shook slightly in the air, but it was too unstable to fight back.
Eren's grasp was steady. Slowly, he drew it out. It was like touching the droplet on the mirror so it could run down the surface on its own.
When Eren pulled his hand out of Shir's chest, his palm was open and glowing.
Floating just above his index finger was a strange droplet—a clear, glowing orb of water. It pulsed gently, radiating a pressure far stronger than any Ranked artifact or treasure.
It was Raashim's faith-based God Spark.
Shir collapsed to the side, panting. His entire body was trembling. There was a cold emptiness inside him now, as if something sacred had been torn away.
But he didn't complain. He didn't speak. He simply clutched his chest and focused on breathing.
His God was gone. His Spark was gone. But he was still alive. That was still a win in his books.
Eren's entire body was drenched in sweat as soon as he got the God Spark out.
