Mirror-Holding Banshees had no vocal organs—or rather, the vast majority of Mirror Ghosts had no vocal organs.
They were born insane, with no need to communicate, so naturally there was no need for vocal organs.
The Mirror-Holding Banshee before them clearly had no vocal organs either. Yet she had found another path, slightly altering "Banshee's Wail" into "Mirror Speech."
"Ghost Domain Stone? You mean the Forbidden Stone?" Napoli instinctively picked up the conversation, only to realize after speaking that the Mirror-Holding Banshee's eyes were filled with confusion. Then it dawned on him: "Forbidden Stone" was a name he had coined himself. It was only natural that the Mirror-Holding Banshee was confused.
He hurriedly corrected himself. "You mean that black stone that has been constantly releasing Ghost Domain aura?"
"Yes." The Mirror-Holding Banshee nodded. The red lips in the mirror parted slightly. "I remember that before I lost my mind, I wore it around my chest. Why is it gone now? Did you take it?"
By the end, cold blades had already drifted from the Mirror-Holding Banshee's eyes.
In her eyes, everyone had taken on the appearance of thieves.
Hearing the Mirror-Holding Banshee's words, Napoli and Elder Kongta exchanged a glance and immediately understood that she had no memories from when she had gone mad.
She was completely unaware that she had nearly caused a disaster.
The suspicion in her eyes as she looked at them now was not merely because she saw them as thieves; she was also on guard... After all, when she had gone mad, there had been no one nearby, nor would anyone have placed her inside an ice coffin.
After they looked at one another in silence for a while, Napoli sighed and broke the quiet. "Let me explain."
The Mirror-Holding Banshee nodded silently.
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