"That bastard! I'll kill him myself!" Finn's determination overflowed as he roared, his body pulsating with unrestrained energy.

It was a stark reminder that while women might appear weak, the power of a mother's love could make them indomitable. The ghost had sacrificed herself to protect her child, even resorting to becoming a vengeful spirit. Now, she was willing to give up her revenge if it meant saving her child.

Was this truly the terrifying ghost that struck fear in one's soul? In the face of such maternal ferocity, the true horror lay in the depths of human cruelty.

"I'll go with you!" Jasmine declared, her heart heavy with the injustice of it all. She was not about to let Geoffrey escape justice.

However, Hera intervened, "You don't need to go. Leave this to me."

"Let's find the child's soul first," she suggested, redirecting their focus to the urgent task at hand.

At that moment, Yellow Crane emerged, leading a boy of about seven years old. The child's eyes were vacant, his face pallid. He resembled a mere shell of a person. Following behind him was the boy's great-grandfather. He was leaning on a cane, a picture of desolation. Seeing them, the ghost's eyes filled with even more guilt. She began to regret her decision to end her life. How would her child and grandfather survive without her?

from her bag. She inscribed the child's name

she chanted solemnly, "Let dark and light return to my heart, let the heavens chase the

paper crane flapped its wings and circled the boy twice before flying off into

but had chosen not to intervene, preferring not to monopolize

half an hour

a small convenience store.

the ground, hugging his knees.

come home with us," Hera gently called out as she

looked up at her, puzzled. He

I can see you, and I'm

saw Hera speaking to thin air. With a smile, Yellow Crane asked,

instantly, Finn could see the boy. The boy said despondently, "I forgot how to get

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