A Ghoul has a unique ability: after consuming the brain of a corpse, it can acquire the memories of the deceased and even mimic the original owner's voice.
However, such a gruesome detail was best kept from the little girl for the time being.
The immediate priority was to get her out of here as quickly as possible.
Having a child in tow during a fight would undoubtedly be a significant hindrance, and he wouldn't dare use his mist toxin with her around.
If she accidentally inhaled even a tiny amount, the consequences could be disastrous.
"Little girl, is your name Angela?" John gently took her hand and softly asked.
""Yes. Sir. How should I address you? What if my parents come back and can't find me?" The little girl, gripped by fear, held tightly onto John's hand, finally feeling a sense of relief.
John glanced at the table where Angela's homework lay.
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