The soul shone in her hands. A radiant white light, void of humanity. It was as pure as pure could be, and yet the bonfire did not respond to it. This confused the Knight at first. Until he realised that perhaps the flame wanted something else.
"Humanity... We must find humanity" he said. "It looks quite similar to the soul you hold now. However, it glows a soft white but it is dark and void of any colour. It is the darkness of humanity, the very thing my Lord feared" he explained. "That soul is yours if you wish it, or you may simply leave it here. However, I do believe the flame seeks humanity" he said. "Perhaps in these lower hallways?" he said, pointing to one of the open doorways leading to the rooms at the side.