Dai took something that looked like an empty snow globe from his coat, and Noonan jerked away.
“This is a new and improved Soul Catcher,” Saracen said. “China Sorrows herself etched a few sigils into it. Can you feel the pull? You can, can’t you? You can feel it dragging you in.”
Noonan shook his head. He was sweating badly now. “No. Nope. No.”
Dai pushed the Soul Catcher closer, and Noonan screamed.
His throat bulged. Fletcher glimpsed darkness – dark claws, snapping jaws – rise up in Noonan’s open mouth. The Remnant tried to burst free, to dart towards Gracious, but it was caught in the globe’s gravity and sucked into it. The globe instantly turned black.
Noonan collapsed in his chair. He began snoring.
Vex lifted the Soul Catcher and peered into it. “At least we know China’s improvements work,” he said. “Now all we need is another few thousand of these and we’re set.”