"First you have to practice catching the fish spirit and then putting it back into the owner of the body. Okay, I have a fish."
Acier stepped aside, revealing behind his body the many fish in the aquarium water. Ahio didn't want to think about where Acier got the fish because there were no accessories at Ahio's house.
"What do you want to do?"
Ahio's eyes widened when Acier took a fish out from the water, the fish automatically jumped up and down with difficulty breathing.
"I know you're a psychopath, but don't torture animals. Do you want me to bring this fish to life? Do you want to play with my emotions?"
Ahio was about to put the fish back into the pond but Acier prevented her.
"Do what I told you if you want this fish to survive. Look for a fish spirit. See, it was dying the second the spirit left the body. Take the spirit at all costs."
Ahio was confused and dizzy and afraid.
At night the weather wasn't hot, that was cold, making goosebumps goosebumps. This situation did not apply to Ahio, she was sweating until it dripped down a forehead. Ahio kept wiping a sweat which poured out.
"Focus. Is C'mon, my brain."
Ahio wiped away A Sweat again. Fish are at the tip of their lifespan. The fish spirit came out and Ahio only had a second to catch the spirit.
If it doesn't work A Fish's spirit is lost. There are no second chances.
Ahio was stunned, a fish didn't move an inch. She already held the spirit but whatever a mistake formed, the spirit disappeared as if swallowed by something beyond reason.
Tears dripped down onto the table. Acier slapped Ahio's shoulder to make realize the girl. Shaman do that to force Ahio subconscious mind out.
Ahio blinked in confusion. She was still crying, tears dripping. Empty sobs, the woman cried in silence.
"Be realistic Ahio. Work while you still breathe and make it the fish live."
Ahio looked down. So....
Plaque!!!
Acier's cheek was slapped. A cold-looking Ahio put the stiff, motionless Fish into a bowl she filled with water. Ahio wiped away the tears and sweat from Forehead. She took one fish and pulled it out, the fish jumped up and down.
Ahio concentrated.
The fish's movements began to weaken, its mouth began toward to stiffen and no longer gasp for water. The spirit seen by Ahio came out. Ahio's time to catch the spirit is less than one second, if it fails the fish dies.
"You are the angel of death," said Acier but it was too late, the fish had already died. Ahio was gape, to experience a high level of emotional damage.
"I'm is the angel of death."
That sentence stuck like glue in Ahio's brain over and over again.
The body of the second fish taken by Ahio was placed in the bowl to join the first fish, another victim taken by Ahio floundered up and down so brutally that it fell under the table.
This fish has great strength. Ahio has difficulty taking living, breathing creatures in the water.
"I'm is the angel of death!" Ahio's inner monologue. The surface of the woman's eyes widened, a slight red appeared and Ahio grinned like a devil.
A mysterious sword appears every time Ahio is on the edge of death right in the hands of an untrained angel of death, using this sword Ahio cuts the fish's last breath before it comes out.
Ahio succeeded in taking the lifeline of fish. That was rolled it up to collect it. "I got you," said Ahio. The nose bleeds, and a drop falls to the floor.
Ahio didn't have time to think about the feeling A PAIN. So she took the fish.
Brakhhh. Dughhh!
Ahio's head hit under the table, she held the throbbing pain and stood up.
Bang!
The sound of Ahio hitting the table gave vent to a pain and annoyance.
Ahio placed a stiff fish on the table, eyes bloodshot and forehead furrowed concentrating on reintroducing the spirit into a fish's body. Ahio was panting, with every second that passed a difficulty breathing accelerated to another level. The woman experienced hyperventilation.
Ahio hit her chest. "Cough."
She didn't have much damage while capturing a spirit, but reinserting it into the body was something else. She can't.
"Cough."
Ahio's mouth spat out blood.
Taph.
Ahio was stunned. Acier touched her shoulder. "My body is improving. This is getting better," Ahio thought.
Angel of death beginner body a little light, Ahio used this opportunity as best as he could. She was petrified for a moment, a fish floundered again. Before the fish spirit came out again, Ahio put the fish into the aquarium.
"Thank you-" Ahio turned around. "Hah!"
Brakhhh!
Ahio fell to the floor. She managed to hold on to the edge of the table but it wasn't strong enough and that woman fell.
Ahio didn't move, didn't breathe or blink. She is impossible to turn around. Only the eyeballs looked to the side looking at the ghost summoned's kuntilanak owned by Acier was licking drops of Ahio's blood on the floor.
The kuntilanak ghost looked at Ahio. "She healed me, now I have two debts to pay." Memories are arranged. Ahio knows.
She raised a finger to wipe a Nose. "It's cold."
Ahio looked a Finger. "My guess is correct. Blood."
Ahio swallowed the saliva that felt stuck in a Throat. "Take a little. I'll take some extra for you."
The woman didn't shake like she did every time was met a ghost or something scary or bad. That moment in her hand, she still had a sword.
Ahio looked that sword. "The size of this thing is shrinking."
"That means you're not skilled yet."
Ahio didn't jump in surprise anymore though Acier was right in beside Position prone to make shock. A sword shrunk to the size of Ahio's knife was aimed at the vein.
"You're talented at killing yourself," Acier cursed.
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