The Blinded Ghost’s Feast

The Blinded Ghost remained in place after the eye it was using to see close shut. It hovered in place, retracting its arms as it just existed. The man hadn't fainted yet, still reeling from the effects of having lost his sight.

The abrupt plunge into darkness caused him primal fear. From time to time, the Blinded Ghost just extended its hands and tapped a couple of times on the bed, causing the man's heart to shudder in fear at the sound.

All the fear he felt coagulated in the air, turning into Fear Qi that the Blinded Ghost absorbed. It was like a tonic to it, slowly causing the nicks and gashes on its shadowy form to recover. Its mass also increased as its form became more condensed.

With every use of its abilities, it was expending Ghost Qi. If it continued in such a fashion, despite all the abilities it possessed, it would be vulnerable to its foes. After all, people resisted it. And, whenever it encountered a Harmoniser, it was wounded.