Mahali had known long ago that there was a Sarira relic, but to a Sorcerer, a Sarira relic was useless. In fact, if he encountered one, he would have to destroy it.
Because Sarira relics had a certain restraining effect on sinister things, he had never set his sights on one.
It was only after Fami Cha told him about the Mother and Child Ghost that he paid a tremendous price to obtain the Sarira relic.
If the Sarira relic was left unused, it could still be traded to someone who needed it, or sold back to the temple that had lost it, either way bringing in money.
But once it was used, the massive amount of resentment would merge with the Sarira relic. Not only would the resentment dissipate, but the relic itself would also be consumed.
It was like a candle: it could drive away darkness, but it also burned itself away.
A Sarira relic could restrain and melt away resentment and sinister things alike.
"Roar!"
The Mother Ghost let out a roar. Her long hair flew wildly as her pale face, red eyes, black teeth, and blood-soaked mouth split all the way to her ears. Her tongue stretched out long, like a Snake Tongue!
Her two hands were as hard as iron as she attacked Mahali. Her long cyan-gray nails felt as sharp as blades. Before the attack even reached him, the stench of rot had already filled his nostrils.
On the other side, the tiny Child Ghost used the same move, attacking Mahali's lower body!
The Child Ghost was short, so the only place he could attack was Mahali's lower body.
What made Mahali frown and conclude that this Child Ghost was definitely a nasty little brat was that those tiny yet cyan-gray, decayed, sharp nails