The ghost in front of Irene was very huge and ugly. He looked very scary. His mouth was dripping with disgusting saliva, and he looked greedy. Presently, he held a big knife in his hand and moved it towards Irene.
Irene struggled desperately. The shackles on her hands and feet made a crisp sound, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of them.
Her fingertips moved, and Cold Moon suddenly appeared. The rapidly rotating Cold Moon cut the shackles on her hands and feet. A string of sparks appeared on the shackles, but after the fire flashed, the shackles in her hands remained undamaged.
The ghost screamed and rushed to Irene's side. The giant knife in his hand rushed to her. Irene's hands and feet couldn't move, but her fingers could still move. She waved her right hand, and Cold Moon quickly appeared and cut the giant knife in the ghost's hand.