Yoru, the newly named ghost, dashed through the wall, her mind screaming for her to escape.
"Argh!!" Her shrill scream reverberated through the walls, sending shivers down Nalia and Lia's spines.
They were so creeped out by the shrill sound, cursing whoever was making sure the hair-raising sound late at night.
Yoru shook in agony as soul-tearing pain froze her in place. Any further, and she knew she would cease to exist.
Resigned, she reappeared in Elora's chambers. Elora calmly waited, confident she would be back.
"Now, you understand the price of fleeing and disobedience," Elora said lazily, walking back to bed to get enough beauty sleep.
Yoru trembled on the ground, the pain still wreaking havoc all over her. Regret consumed her as she watched the demonic woman lie back on the bed.
Elora slept peacefully; the dead aura Yoru gave off made Elora sigh comfortably in her sleep.