The Third Eye

"Stay here!"

Sifa spoke quickly and rushed into the living room. As soon as he entered, he saw Tiness with her mouth wide open, struggling to breathe. She clawed frantically at her neck like a madwoman, as though trying to grab something there.

At the same time, Sifa felt the temperature in the living room drop unnaturally. He immediately activated Spirit Vision.

A faint, almost transparent figure was choking Tiness.

A spirit!

But this spirit wore clothes from neither this era nor the Loen Kingdom. As if sensing Sifa's gaze, it whipped its head around.

Sifa saw an old woman whose features were distinctly unlike those of the Loen people. She looked more like someone from the Southern Continent.

A spirit from the Southern Continent?

Though puzzled, Sifa reached into his pocket and took out the tin flask of Holy Water he had prepared earlier.

He unscrewed the cap and shook the flask hard, splashing Holy Water onto the spirit clinging to Tiness.

At once.

Illusory white smoke rose from the spirit. It let out a phantom shriek that stabbed at his brain, then rapidly vanished into the air.

Sifa had just breathed a sigh of relief when Amanqi cried out from the corridor. Frowning, he rushed out of the living room.

Helibel's brows were tightly knit and her mouth hung open as she struggled to draw breath.

Her condition was exactly the same as Tiness's.

Another faint, almost transparent figure stood behind her. This time it was a man, with a horrific wound across his face that looked as though someone had cleaved into it with a sword.

It was choking Helibel. When Sifa splashed it with Holy Water, it roared and disappeared.

Only then did Helibel begin coughing violently. Her little face turned red, and Sifa gently patted