There was a shift in the atmosphere as everyone stared keenly at the mist before them. It formed the images from Hye Yang's mind at the same pace, yet for some reason, it felt ridiculously slower.
Mira heard a female grunt, it was Hye Yang. She sounded like she was in so much pain. Mira spared Hye Yang a look from where she was at, still knelt down before the shaman and eyes glowing with her mouth ajar as his fingers were in contact with her forehead. One of Hye Yang's eyes twitched and she began to groan even more in a long, uncut breath.
"Is she okay?" Mira asked Ming Tao. Hye Yang deserved to be in pain after all the things that she had done to the old owner of this body and to this current Mira but Mira still felt a bit of concern. Maybe it was the gullible, old Mira bleeding into her mind, she could not tell but whatever the shaman was doing to Hye Yang looked painful.
