The dawning of Godmother's statement surprised me. I squashed the stubble of my cigarette. "That's it," I said, looking at Godmother, "What I felt, was like being gripped at the throat by an invisible hand. The dense aura of malice and evil was so strong and powerful that we could barely move an inch. This could be why we were still unhurt despite being in such dangers." Godmother nodded. "Despite my magic and being able to turn into human form, I am a still beast. My senses are more acute than you. That is why I felt the stupefying presence even when the gust of thrashing wind began. I too was petrified by the terrifying presence that I could not move." Indeed, I mused, even Godmother, with all her magical powers notwithstanding, was still a demon nonetheless. This made her susceptible to any magic affecting foul and evil entities. "Mother," I said brusquely, "You know who took Aunt Ulan's soul, do you not? Please just tell us now! I'm afraid that whoeve
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