The girl coughed violently with blood leaking from her mouth and eyes.
Her lips suddenly moved rapidly as she chanted.
Victor's eyes widened. "No, wait—!"
He reached down to cover her mouth, but it was too late.
A swirl of dark red energy exploded around her and poof!—she vanished in a blink.
"Shit!" Victor shouted while spinning around to scan the landscape.
"I should have broken her teeth," he muttered.
Minutes later, the eerie voice returned...
"You're going to regret that, little boy."
"Old hag," Victor corrected smugly. "For someone with over two thousand years' worth of cultivation, you're as strong as a blind squirrel."
"Shut up! I told you, I'm not over two thousand—my master is! I'm his loyal follower!"
Victor crossed his arms. "Right. Loyal ancient fangirl."
The voice quieted for a moment, then resumed with less irritation.
