In the next instant, she vanished from the school grounds, leaving behind only a faint trail of distorted energy.
Far away, Mr. Crow's expression changed abruptly. His connection with Lana flickered.
Then weakened. He frowned deeply, his voice tense. "Her presence… It's moving away rapidly."
Axel, who had just finished dealing with the three-thousand-year-old ghost, stiffened.
"Maybe she's chasing something suspicious," he replied quickly, though doubt lingered in his tone.
Mr. Crow shook his head, his brows furrowed. "No… something is wrong. My connection with her… It's fading."
Those words struck Axel like a blow. His eyes widened.
A chilling memory resurfaced: the last time Lana had been possessed.
And that time…she hadn't been wearing the jade bracelet.
Without another word, Axel turned and rushed in the direction Lana had gone, his heart pounding heavily in his chest.
Meanwhile, Lana's body moved through the city like a shadow.
