The Dancing Ghost on the Southern Wall (Part 3)

The faint bell sound resounded louder this time.

As if she could sense the Wolves, she turned her head towards their direction; a faint floral scent drifted through the wind. Kira gazed with widened eyes, as he recognized the familiar scent.

It's the same scent as the pouch! Kira thought in realization.

"Is that...?" Riku asked, his eyes tracked the Human's every move.

Her black hair was pinned up in a classic yet beautiful peach blossom bun. Shimmering jewels and flower ornaments decorated her hair. Even her milky white complexion made her glow like freshly polished porcelain. With a rounded face, her small lips were painted with vibrant red lipstick. Even her body was dressed in brightly colored robes, making the woman appear more like a fairy maiden than a ghost.

However, the Wolves began to notice a slight discrepancy in this otherwise eternal beauty.