Calmly, she took out an intermediate exorcism talisman. A faint glow pulsed across its surface.
Without hesitation, she flicked it forward. The moment it activated...blinding light erupted.
The entire room was flooded with brilliance, so intense that even the shadows seemed to scream.
The child spirits shrieked in unison, their forms distorting violently. One by one...they began to disintegrate.
Like ash being scattered by the wind. Their bodies broke apart, dissolving into nothingness as the light consumed them entirely.
Within seconds...they were gone.
Lana watched the scene quietly, her expression softening ever so slightly.
"There's something… poetic about this," she murmured, almost nostalgically. "Makes me feel like writing a poem."
Mr. Crow clicked his beak in annoyance. "Focus."
She chuckled lightly. "Alright, alright."
Meanwhile, the main ghost had seen enough. Fear.
For the first time, it appeared in his hollow eyes.
