Candice heard his whisper.
That tone… did he know something?
She looked up at him.
“Don’t look at me like that. It’s distracting,” Charlie said, placing his large hand on her head and gently turning it back forward.
“……”
How exactly had she looked at him?
Candice felt like he was teasing her again. She sighed inwardly and turned her attention back to the neighboring room.
There, Emily was rising to her feet, disheveled and filthy. Her face was full of desperation as she pleaded with the shaman, Seraphina.
“Please, save my daughter! I’m willing to do anything—anything at all!”
Seraphina remained silent.
Her face contorted with pain, as if possessed. Her body began to convulse. The wooden plaques on the surrounding walls rattled violently—one of them even snapped in half with a lou
