~~~十二~~~

~~~命运的幻想~~~

The five braced themselves as the ground began to shake with the river sloshing as a burst of resentful energy came from the center of it.

Emerging from the water was a horrible creature that could not be classified as a spirit or demon. It's main body was humanoid in nature with grey, decaying, flesh and large moth-like wings that protruded from its back. It had long, slender arms that hung past its feet as it slumped forward with wings beating to keep it hovering above the one that called it forth. Rotten, yellow, eyes opened one by one before its jaws unhinged to let out a splitting screech.

In response, Lánhuā stopped playing as she and everyone else brought their hands up to cover their ears. The flute she gripped suddenly reverting back into a small ball of purple light before retreating back into her pendant when she stopped the flow of energy.