Chapter 101: Controlling the Second Ghost
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Miles was absolutely convinced of one fact: the elderly woman in front of him was harboring at least two distinct ghostly entities within her.
First, there was the ghost of a headless shadow, which Miles had inadvertently set free, and then there was the corpse water ghost that resided within Page, who had died before on the rooftop during their ambush of the old woman.
Yet, the possibility of a third ghostly presence inside the woman was something Miles couldn’t be certain of. From his observations, he had only identified traits associated with two malevolent spirits, with no evidence pointing towards a third one. Given the unfolding situation, he doubted he’d have another opportunity to investigate this further.
The old woman, who had been knocked to the ground, was currently being consumed by the human skin parchment. She lay there, emotionless and expressionless, as if numbed by some unseen force. Her frail fingers desperately clawed at the ground, signaling her resistance against being drawn into the parchment.
It made Miles ponder: if spirits could experience fear, the headless shadow ghost would surely be in the throes of terror. This entity had gone through so much – having been liberated from its confinement within a golden box, obtaining a physical form, and even gaining the power to control other ghosts. Now, however, it faced the grim fate of being absorbed against its will by the human skin parchment.
Any attempt to resist seemed pointless. The parchment was like the ultimate predator for these malevolent spirits. The mere contact with it was enough for the paper to draw a ghost into its confines.
In Miles’s estimation, the threat posed by this elderly woman couldn’t merely be rated as ‘C’. Considering she harbored the headless ghost shadow that had the power to dominate other spirits, she should be ranked as at least ‘B’, if not higher, maybe even an ‘A’. After all, she had managed to breach the defenses of Miles’s ghost domain.
“Even with a spirit of this magnitude under my control, is it still powerless against the might of the human skin parchment? My earlier apprehensions and skepticism about this parchment were indeed well-founded.” Observing the innocuous skin parchment, an unsettling sensation of cold dread washed over him.