Battles between Supernatural Beings soon broke out across Lomiyan City, yet very few people actually died. Even Handel, a Magic Detective, could never quite piece together the clues.
Beside a small building, Handel narrowed his eyes and reached out to draw a wisp of aura from the corpse before him, while Marlin pulled her hand out of its chest.
"Their auras are getting fainter and fainter. It's as though they know everything about me. We need to be careful. This is looking more and more like a trap!"
Handel's caution left him hesitant to proceed. Only one aura remained, and following it might very well lead them into a trap.
"But this Supernatural Being really is dead. I crushed his heart with my own hand!"
"Wait."
Hathaway suddenly crouched down beside them and pulled aside the bow tie around the corpse's neck, revealing a tiny red dot.
With a light swipe of her fingernail, Hathaway slit the neck open. Without hesitation, she stirred a finger through the flesh and blood, then pinched out a feather.
"Is this a crow feather? Could this person have been controlled?"
Just then, Mulan emerged from the small building, holding some scraps of scorched paper.
"Stop pursuing them. They know far more about us than we expected. Chasing them any further could put us at a disadvantage."
"Professor, we found this on the body. He may have been controlled."
Mulan took the feather from Hathaway and examined it closely.
"A soft black feather. It should belong to some kind of crow. It's very likely a technique used by the person who fought me. Bring the body. We'll head back first. Recall everyone, and tell them not to pursue too far."
"Yes."
Mulan and the others were still staying temporarily at the Duke's Mansion. Although many