Ball of Death

I was ready to give up when I heard the little boy's voice calling out for my attention. Upon raising my head, a figure of the same kid stood at the bridge's top. The boy waved his hand and suggested that I follow him.

I did what he instructed and flew towards the only glimmering light inside this place. My eyes widened as I saw an abandoned temple in front of me.

Upon glancing behind, the spirits that kept chasing me could not get through this place. It was as if there was a barrier that prevented them from getting through inside this holy place. A sea of ghouls barged their bodies against the panel, but their efforts became useless.

Those ghosts did nothing to the shield.

"Well, that's one problem solved," I expressed, and turned my focus back on the shrine.