Suddenly, A dreadful, rustling voice emerged from within the guardian. "You are from Heaven… the essence of the gods flows within you. You cannot step into this dimension. Nor can any soldier of Hell enter here… except the one who bears that name."
Diana gathered her courage and stepped forward. "I know. I don't need to go inside. This girl… this is Claire. She is neither fully alive nor fully dead. She is a Ghost Mentor, suspended between life and death. Only she can ring that bell."
The guardian studied Claire carefully. A cold scent, like death itself, seemed to emanate from him. Slowly, he withdrew his sword and stepped aside. "Very well… you may enter."
Terrified, Claire clutched Diana's hand tightly. "Diana… what am I supposed to do once I go inside? What is there?"
