A Lower Demon (8)

With a swift movement, Eunji unleashed her full power, her body brimming with energy. The possessed student's fanged hands lunged toward her with aggressiveness. At that time, she hesitated briefly—what if her hunch was wrong?

'If I miscalculated this...' she thought.

There were two terrifying outcomes. If her perspective was wrong, not only would they both be in serious danger, but she might also end up killing the student. The weight of her decision pressed on her. Her mind told her this was a nearly impossible choice, but something inside urged her forward. There was no certainty they could return the students to their senses through any other means.

She gripped her sword tightly, white light brimming from its edge, encasing her. The brightness diluted the encroaching darkness around her. 'I'm sorry...' she thought.