In the pitch-black room, the human shape lying on the velvet bedcovers spasmed eerily, its limbs flailing uncontrollably as if they had a life of their own. Amidst the calm of the room, the clicking and clacking sounds played a sinister serenade of the night.
The Specter Maid, who witnessed it all, hurriedly floated toward the door to call for her mistress. A translucent large hand blocked her path, Mr. Ernest remained calm.
"Ascension."
The power sealed by Mr. Raymond had been continuously used in academic research and practice. Finally, Lyle's magical energy was sufficient to support the ascension, and his body was ready.
Three locks.
Although this movement was much more bizarre.
Frantic footsteps pattered against the wall as a dark creature resembling a spider scaled the wall and squeezed through the window.
Nia, too, wore an expression of contented fullness, like Lyle, but her body was quickly climbing across the ceiling, faster than ever before.