322 Rescuing a Little Centaur Princess

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After half a day of traveling, we finally reached the outskirts of the Cilane Kingdom, where several small villages that attended the strange plantations that could survive the freezing never-ending winter were.

The moment we did, I generated hundreds of small flesh bats that flew through the sky, it was already night and due to the cloudy climate, there wasn't any light from the sun, in the villages there were barely some small houses which had a dim yellow light, illuminating the dark and cold streets.

I created these small flesh bats with Phantasmagoric flesh and bones, giving them the ability to change into a ghost. If the users aren't a ghost themselves or very experienced shamans, they wouldn't be able to detect them.