Black Christmas (VII)
"Performing a sudden attack against a woman. What a coward," she said. Blood was dripping from her white mask.
"You hide your face behind the mask. Are you too afraid to show your ugly face?"
Suddenly, her hair floated in the air. The masked woman emitted a dark red aura, akin to blood. "I will kill you."
Edward grinned. "So, it's true that your face is ugly."
The woman in the white mask spread her hands, and a strange aura emanated from her. Then, loud noises were heard from every corner of the room. Something tried to crawl out of the shadows.
"What's happening?"
"Ehhghg..."
"My body... I can't control it."
Screaming in pain, those who were knocked out earlier, both terrorists and guards, woke up. Some were conscious, while others were not. Their bodies were riddled with wounds, but they could still move, although their motions were unnatural. It was as if they were walking against their will.