"Bang!"
The shadow shattered, and Leonard Churchill swiftly closed the door to compartment 002, a fine layer of sweat forming on his forehead.
Sophia Jones looked at his grave expression and immediately asked with alert, "What happened?"
Leonard's eyes, black as night, lost a bit of their luster as he pondered something, then he replied in a deep voice, "My shadow was killed."
He tried hard to recall what it was that had killed his shadow just moments ago.
But the attack came too fast and too strange, obliterating the shadow without any time to react.
The attacker's strength was formidable.
And their movements were incredibly strange.
Upon hearing this, a fierce light filled Sophia's eyes as well.
Leonard continued, "It's already past midnight, our perceptions have been misled. The Vengeful Spirit of the highest tier in the compartment next door has already come out..."
No sooner had he spoken than he felt something was amiss.
"What?!"
