[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/cECl3Rx.jpg[/img][/center] The Hunters' entrance didn't go unnoticed by those who lingered inside the abandoned warehouse, teetering on the boundary between life and death. Eliminating some of them appeared to pose no trouble for the slayers either. Coalesced curses and vengeful hatred gave far more substance to these creatures than one would expect of an average ghost. Their only reaction to those who breached their sanctuary wouldn't be surprise or fear, but murderous gazes. Crates, rusted tools, broken glass, and debris of all kinds were flung on the Hunters with telekinetic force, slicing, crushing, and impaling any who dared stand in their way. The flames so thoughtlessly set up by Da Xia, illuminated part of the building's interior revealing the silhouettes of many yurei in the shadows. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/kg9I5ZS.png[/img] [color=crimson]"Leave! You can't join us! Leave or die!"[/color][/center] Just as the initial chaos was settling up and the Hunters were able to assess the situation more carefully, a droplet of blood hit the floor by Beniha's feet just as she entered the building. Any who dared to look to the catwalks above would be able to see six shapes enveloped in the darkness beyond the reach of Da Xia's flames. The vengeful spirits congregated around the source of the blood, none other than a teenage girl dressed in a local high school uniform. Her eyes were hazy and unfocused as she limped on the floor with a wrist slit wide open and pained breathing. Her other hand, which held a piece of bloody broken glass, was "firmly" grasped by one of the spirits. After that revelation, it wouldn't be hard to spot a few more corpses strewn around the warehouse, no doubt all of them belonging to girls who ended becoming part of Siracha City's missing persons' statistics. Whether this was the cause or effect of this particular incident was up for the Hunters to find out. [hr]