Scarlett Jennings stood frozen in place.
She had instinctively told him to dodge, not because she thought the baby ghost's resentment could knock Samuel Chalmers over.
After all, with the ghost-repelling golden light emanating from Samuel Chalmers, any ordinary spirit hitting him would be no different from a moth flying into a flame.
Instead of worrying about Samuel Chalmers being hit by the baby ghost, she was more concerned that the ghost would be shattered to pieces upon impact.
But the reality was.
The baby ghost wasn't reduced to rubble; instead, Samuel Chalmers had caught it in his hand??
Caught?
Scarlett Jennings instinctively looked at Samuel Chalmers and saw his frown tighten, his eyes coldly fixed on the struggling dark energy in his palm.
Scarlett Jennings: ??
"Can you... see that thing?" Scarlett Jennings couldn't help but ask, her brows also furrowing.
Samuel Chalmers turned to look at her with an eerie expression, his dark eyes deep, clearly asking—