Endless chains emerged from beneath Iblis, and the entire house was already filled with resentful wails and an ear-splitting, bone-chilling cold. Several chains shook violently as her silver eyes lit up. "Found it."
With a sudden yank of the chains, black mist surged from her palm, dragging wailing, aggrieved ghosts back into the darkness. The young girl smiled and waved goodbye to their ferocious faces as faint wisps of silver light converged into her palm. "Bye-bye, thanks for your hard work, everyone. I know you all love me so much, hehe."
Cupping her hands together around the condensed ball of silver light, the Reaper issued a summons to the sleeping departed souls.
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