[Current investigations point toward a minority demon race: the Parasite Demon.]
Her pulse quickened. She could almost hear her father's cold, commanding voice echoing in her mind.
If the Faceless Imposter truly belonged to that race… then his very existence wasn't just a nuisance to her pride. It was a threat.
And yet—Julies's face flashed unbidden in her mind. His sly smile, the way he teased her with sharp words.
Her nails pressed into the parchment.
'No… please, let it not be him.'
Taking a deep breath, she flip o the final page of documents.
[Information on Parasite Demon:
A rare sub-species known for their ability to merge with human hosts.
They sustain themselves by siphoning vitality from the body they inhabit while masking their own mana signature.
Once fully synchronized, even seasoned demon hunters often fail to distinguish host from parasite.
Complete extraction of the demon is… nearly impossible.]
Alice's breath caught.
