Suddenly, Yemima grotesquely distorted, writhing in extreme agony as if suffering endless torment. Her earlier laughter turned into hysterical screams.

Witnessing this, James extended his hand, channeling a continuous stream of dense and holy path source into the light orb. The orb buzzed sharply, lifted into the air, and began spinning rapidly counterclockwise.

Inside, Yemima’s face rapidly shifted between her own, a fox’s, and an unfamiliar woman’s, growing increasingly vicious and cruel.

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