"The one to be exorcised is not me—it's you, child," Harunaga said with a smirk, as he floated several katashiro talismans in the air before him.
There were ten—no, twelve of them.
They seemed to be emerging endlessly from inside his clothing, making me wonder if those talismans themselves were part of some magic spell.
With a flick of his finger, Harunaga sent the talismans flying toward us, his lips curling into a smile.
"The one who should be exorcised is you, not me."
"That's not going to happen," I replied.
But before the talismans could do anything, they all froze solid, falling uselessly to the ground. They were trapped by Yuki-onna's ice magic before they could even activate.
"Yuki-onna became a monster because of you. And yet, she never killed anyone. She's not like other monsters," I said.
"You didn't see it? She killed two sorcerers from Mutsu," Harunaga retorted.
"That was self-defense."
