Chapter 672

Eliza paused, seemingly stunned, before stretching out her fingers with long nails in front of Clara. "No need to wave them around. You have five fingers on your right hand with long nails. They really do look like ghost claws," Clara remarked dryly. Eliza was rendered speechless. Well, Clara was right. Eliza was a ghost, so her hands were ghost claws. "You can see me?" Eliza asked. Her voice cut through the air like a banshee's wail. For anyone who could hear her, it was the kind of sound that sent chills down their spine. "Yeah, I can see you." "Are you an exorcist?" "No, but my mentor is." Eliza reached out to strangle Clara, but the moment her fingers touched Clara, she quickly pulled her hand back. A burst of light erupted from Clara's chest, searing her hand. Clara pulled out the protective pendant hidden beneath her clothes. It was a gift from George, who had told her that as long as she wore it, no mystic masters would be able to track her for now. Naturally, it carri