The hell blood pulse blended into Yisha's body. Suddenly, a plume of purple air burst out of Yisha. It solidified into a purple substance chain and wrapped around her, loop upon loop.
Everything she had—her clothes, her accessories, her armor, and all sorts of other things—disintegrated into nothing but dust under the power of that substance chain. As the chain surrounded her, Yisha curled her long body into a ball, like a fetus in the womb.
Once Yisha was safely encased within the purple cocoon, all became quiet.
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In a giant palace, Fox Queen, Mister White, and Crime were traveling forward. Fox Queen suddenly stopped. She looked around her and said, "Mister White, is this the correct path? Why have we been walking for so long, and yet we are still in the same palace?"
Mister White slowly said, "This must be the fourth checkpoint for the treasure. We have to travel through here to get to where the treasure is."