SWISH, SWISH, SWISH—
Miss Chai extravagantly swung her paper short-handled sickle, striking various impressive poses. The remaining villains fell like stalks of straw and wheat, piled haphazardly at the door, their fates unknown.
"HISS..."
Chaichai lifted the lantern to her face and took a deep breath, as if she were sucking away those people's souls with the green-glowing lantern.
"HMMPH, HMMPH, HMMPH... MWAHAHAHA— Power, it keeps surging up—"
Miss Chai spoke in a hoarse voice and suddenly turned her head. Her eyes flashed with a malevolent light.
The commoners in the hall were so frightened they all stumbled back, scrambling to hide behind Li Ang, fearing that the Soul Locking Warden, in a violent frenzy, would snatch their souls away as well.
[Power of Faith +2]
[Power of Faith +3]
Scattered amounts of Power of Faith surged up, and Li Ang was momentarily taken aback.
This works too? Chaichai, you really are something.
"HUFF, HUFF..."
