C2357 The Speculation about the Primal Anima(1)

Whimpering softly, the little Primal Beast was enveloped by a thick, dark purple smoke that clung tightly to its diminutive form. It appeared as though it had donned a mystical cape. The dense smoke roiled with countless tiny sparks and flashes of lightning, swimming through the purple sea like living entities, seemingly on the verge of coalescing into fierce beings at any moment. The purple sea