𝕬 𝕯𝖎𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝕾𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖙

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𝕴𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖞, Melchior caught sight of a weird-looking spirit, back-faced and speaking to itself.
It had a white spiky hair, long ears, long slender fingers and it was clothes in rags.

"Oh my, it is that thing," Balthazar whispered in shock. "Kill it fast!"
      Melchior drew nigh with his weapon, slowly and as he attempted to stab the spirit from behind, the strange man who has been following him appeared to stop him.

"Stop."

"Get out of my way or I will kill you too."

"When you kill a spirit, what dies? The spirit or the spirit?"

Melchior paused for a second and reasoned the words of the man and when he retreated, the spirit disappeared.

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