Chapter 19

It’s nonsensical, surreal and terrifying… It’s unbelievably powerful and Luntian could see how this is possibly inevitable. The strongest sense of panic and terror begins to assail the old woman as the monstrous creature moves closer and closer. It moves faster — until the old Shaman could smell the rotting flesh hanging on the creature’s bones.

The closer the creature is, the more Luntian feels sick to the bones. She forced herself not to hurl. It was one of the most disgusting putrid thing she sensed.

A soul so stained. A soul bearing a grudge. Anger. A creature of offensive and vile that Luntian had to blink constantly just to not let herself be wavered by its darkness.

Crimson red soul — almost like blood. And the soul only screams and snarls the same name repeatedly, continuously.

‘Accashia, Accashia, Accashia!’ It screams in a rhythm like a song. Like a curse.

Luntian could feel her breath getting heavier with every step the monster takes. For her power bestowed on her by th