Seconds passed into minutes, Ahio's body turned transparent and so did Acier.
Ahio thought. "Oh, he has a lot of talent."
The shaman nodded firmly, adjusting the dark round cylindrical glasses. "Okay, now we are free to do whatever we want."
Ahio removed her hand from covering Raein's eyes. She blinked found that Ahio and Acier had changed to look like spirits but she were acting kindly, remaining silent, not fussy asking this and that.
Armed in physical form as a ghost, Acier leader back journey to the VVIP inpatient room.
Ahio was familiar with all sorts of magical and scary things but her shock was hard to shake off, especially when They was penetrated through the door.
"Wow, he has 1001 ways.Overpowering." Ahio thought.
The three arrived in a room. Sweat as big as corn grains rolled down Ahio's cheeks.
"Let me take care of a sucking spirit, you focus on bringing Raein home."
Ahio didn't nod or respond, she was too scared.
"Now!"
The treatment room suddenly turned black, a giant screen enclosed everything without exception.
Acier kicked Ahio so she wouldn't get trapped. What's worse, Ahio landed starting from buttocks first.
"Ow!"
"You have 10 minutes."
Those were Acier's words before a dark veil surrounded him with a large ghost.
Ahio wasted no time running over to Raein's half-stiff 'corpse'.
***
"Graaahhrrr!!!"
A jet-black ghost screamed deafeningly. Acier was directly affected even though had closed listener a senses.
The shaman fell to his knees.
"He's stronger than I thought."
Acier tried to get up. Blood dripping from the ear adds to the fluid coming out until it pools.
"Summon Popu!"
The pocong ghost that Acier never used appears showing fangs. Pocong's feet and hands were wrapped in an old and worn shroud, the mud filled the cloth until it changed color. Winding shroud the twisting, causing Pocong was not free to move.
The pocong's mouth opened, in an instant dozens of dense earth needles rushed at a black ghost.
The fellow ghost's attack allowed the core physical form of a ghost to be hit hard.
"Arhwhhh!!!"
Ghost black's sound waves cracked a dimension.
"He's smart," concluded Acier.
Then a black ghost seeped into the floor where he stood carrying tens of dense mud needles all over of Body.
"That's bad, he's targeting Ahio."
As a good teacher, Acier turned around to ensure that Ahio was not disturbed while fighting, the shaman had to ensure that Ahio was calm in carrying out her duties.
Bleashhh!!!
Acier's focus was divided, the gap opened wide enough which was used by the black ghost to create a dimensional hole to fill Acier's body.
Imagine A Clothes is torn and has holes, that's Acier's situation.
The good news is that the pocong ghost automatically activates and is irritated Cause the master is dying. The feeder For ghosts must not be hurt by anyone.
A pocong's shabby shroud came off. A pocong's two peeled-skinned hands were sticking out. The flesh was rotting here and there, with lots of soft skin tissue, bones peeking out as if they were going to fall off the body.
The mud formed a small net through the black ghost, chopping the ghost until it evaporated into the air.
The black dimension disappeared immediately.
***
On the other hand, Ahio tried hard. "Cough. Hoek."
Bressshhh!
Ahio vomited blood and then fell to his knees. The vision began to darken, fireflies in a head, and the world spun.
"I have chronic headaches. I-"
Something touched Ahio's shoulder. She didn't look back, knowing it was the spirit guarding the big tree behind the Zebua family house.
"My senses..."
A door was closed, there was only a hole the size of a dot but That light Became Ahio could pass through. The girl woke up.
"Gah!"
Ahio's entire body was soaked like got up after drowning.
"Sweat or rain?" Ahio was in a daze and accidentally looked up.
Glup.
Ahio swallowed a lump of saliva. Above, the ghost of a tree guard hangs, drooling.
Ahio looked down, eyes red and chest tight.
"Okay, it's saliva but it doesn't feel slimy. Let's focus. I only have time..." Ahio looked at a watch. "Two minutes."
Ahio returned to focus.
Flashback.
"If you fail three times in trying to return Raein's spirit, she will become an evil spirit. She will not be accepted by the earth and the afterlife. It's all your fault, you will bear her sin."
Acier's words rang in Ahio's brain.
The apprentice grim reaper closed her eyes and took a breath. Oxygen spread throughout the body, blood pumped heavily, the last time, Ahio glared.
Cracgkhh. Cracking. Crrakkk.
Small cracks formed irregular lines on Ahio's back. She bit his lip to let the body's bone cancer cells rush. Every second that passes, the bone increases in size and sticks out, piercing the flesh to the outer skin.
The crack spread far. White objects in the form of protruding bones.
Raein was shocked. It's normal for small children to be afraid and run helter-skelter to take cover in any place they see something scary. But whatever it takes, Raein's movements are officially stopped by the ghost of the tree guard.
Tears kept flowing down Raein's cheeks.
"Hah..." Ahio's hot air was dewy.
The bone is in the shape of a sickle spear, blood rises throughout the bone enough to change its color which before that white becomes red.
Ahio turned around.
"Ha!!!..."
Raein cried without trying, even though she wanted to, but, none one thing came out.
Ahio approached Raein's body looking like a living corpse.
Final eye contact Raein burst into tears, it was the last thing before everything went white.
Ahio plucked Raein's spirit until it disappeared.
Ahio turned around to see a body lying withered. She smiled faintly. The bone shrinks back into place.
Belselrk.
Zannie automatically activates the sensor system to ensure that Raein's spirit returns to her body.
"I did it. Oh God, thank you."
Ahio cried with emotion, rubbing Raein's head for a moment, looked at the electrocardiograph, and sighed.
*****