Did you find it?
The ghost tortured in the ice cave bowed respectfully and fearfully to Elora. "The only reason you still exist is because you're useful to me.''
The ghost trembled, nodding quickly with his ghostly form flickering faintly.
"You are tasked to find your employer, failure is not accepted," Elora ordered before waving him out.
The ghost flickered and vanished. "Now, for those two," Elora muttered, recalling the ghosts she had captured during the battle.
She had used them for her comfort, forgetting to interrogate them. She flicked her fingers, pulling them from the dark space.
The ghost appeared, looking dazed after spending time in that dark space—their sense of self had been stripped away.
"Are you from the church?" Elora started with her questions, seeing there was no use torturing them for answers. They would tell her themselves.