Elise stumbled when she pulled herself out of the vision. Her eyes were wide and a queasy stir churned her stomach. It was only dark sorcerers who are here, but also the Relics!

More than what Warren said, it was cat's paw that surround them but hungry lions. Her hands clenched, causing the handkerchief she held to combust into ashes under no one's notice. 

Four hours passed like wind, more bodies were found and based on what the trip had spotted, around thirty six bodies had been found. Elise didn't know how the dark sorcerers had killed these people soundlessly and she tried to find the loophole except the people were very clean in what they do. 

"They are playing with us. They could have killed us now yet they didn't," said Ernest whose jaw ticked with anger. "Where will you be going, Lady Elise?"

"The house we came by earlier," she said. "I think I might have lost something there."

"I will be standing here for a guard," offered Warren who chooses to stand in front of the door. 

"Well I will come with you," Ernest was ready to stand up from the place where he sat on to take some break.

"No, it would be find if I am alone. I promise it won't take me a long time," Elise's eyes moved to see that other than Ernest and Warren there was Maxwell near them who seemed to also be taking breaks near. When their eyes met, she bowed her head and left.

Hallow jerked his head out of the pocket, his bright green eyes looking at the people that gathered there, "What's wrong, Hallow?" Elise questioned.

"I feel like I sensed my brethren near. It must be because of the many deaths around here. I will stay low so they won't see me," Hallow said before snacking himself again to the pocket. Last thing he want was to be brought back by other reapers while he still want to be here.

Elise left to the house she came earlier. She gulped to moisten her throat and opened the door behind her. Walking inside she looked around, finding no one and went to the kitchen where she stood in front of the mirror. Slowly a manifestation of the ghost appeared to look back at her with the hollow eyes.

"You... can see me," whispered the ghost and Elise nodded her head.

"I am here to find who had killed you," she said, watching the woman out on a sad expression.

"It is the son of the head village who had killed me. If you go to the house, you will be able to find my letters there. It was the love letters I wrote for him only until I confronted him whether he had been seeing someone apart from me and then I learned that he had took all those women moneys including mine. I left him and thought about revealing everything when he came to my house that day and killed me. I watched everything that happened to the rest of the women."

Elise pursed her lips, so this was the reason for her death, "Did you see any other murderer near this place?" asked Elise to the woman and she nodded.

"Earlier just an hour ago," which Elise knew because she had seen the body that laid not too far from the house, "If you are searching for the killer they look like a normal person. I remember how they look and the woman's words went to whisper as Elise's eyes widened.

"Thank you for helping me," Elise thanked the woman and she bowed.

"I should thank you instead, princes..." her last word left as a whisper as the shadow underneath Elise's feet folded all of their fingers except for their index finger as if it shush the woman. 

Elise snapped her eyes back, looking at the kitchen behind her. How strange, she definitely felt something yet there was nothing.

Now that she knew the answer, Elise then left the house. On her way outside, her eyes caught an item that the ghost woman had on her house. "I will borrow this," she said without having the ghost's reply as the woman had left.

On her way outside, Elise saw a man was running for his life. Perusing closer, she studied that it was the same man who had degrade her earlier. "Help me!" The man mouthed without his actual voice and now Elise understood the method the dark sorcerer used. They try to find a place with less people, and when the target fall to their plan, they resume to use magic and take their voice before killing them.

A man was walking pridefully with a wide smile. Compared to the man who ran, he was relaxed as if he knew that no matter how far the man ran, nothing would save him.

The human man then ran toward Elise, begging for help. The human man might had been an utter lout and harasser, but Elise cannot leave a person in front of her to death. When she passed by the human man, he coughed for breaths.

"Oh, little lady. It would be wise if you step away from that man. I promise to treat you with care," the dark sorcerer pulled a wide smile. 

Elise saw the sharp blade the man had. Strange, she thought. In the past she would be scared and frightened to see a dark sorcerer. She would feel despair as she knew she won't be able to do anything against them. Yet now she felt very relaxed and chill. So relaxed that her heartbeat didn't pace fast and was as still as calm surface of river.

"How many of you are amongst the candidates?" Elise asked and the dark sorcerer threw his head back from laughter.

"Ah! I see. This is what you humans would say as last question before death? I will tell you then. There are ten of us. But those ten of us can kill all two hundred of you. Including you, missy. Now step away-"

Elise pointed her gun to the man and the dark sorcerer stopped once but cackled again, "You think you can use that? Women shouldn't hold things that are dangerous, men won't like it and it won't look pretty."

Elise pulled the safety lock, "I only care of one man and you are wrong. Pretty things are often deadly," said Elise and without further ado, she pulled the trigger, the dark sorcerer was careful to ran across to avoid the bullet but before Elise further pulled the trigger, she turned her back and pointed the barrel on the human man who had been hiding behind her.

The human man looked at her wide eyes with both his hand raised where there are blades on his hands, "How did you know?" The man questioned.

Elise offered the man a smile, "It's a secret," she pulled the trigger and a blast resounded from the village. The dark sorcerer who was shot fell on the ground and his human skin melted to show his true skin after taking the human's appearance. She looked at the other dark sorcerer who stared at her with wide eyes, not expecting her savage action and calm expression over killing, "It's your turn."

The dark sorcerer pulled a weaker smile, "Be careful missy."