As Jay removed the third immaterial creature, he felt the last group of the non-souls fall into the cold earth.

Compared to his own soul, and the souls of others, theirs felt like empty. Hollow. Smaller. Wrong.

“If I were a better person, perhaps I would have sent them into another creature, if there were any around.” he shrugged, “But based on them falling into the earth, it seemed that they were destined to be destroyed. Killing them now really didn’t change anything.”