C104 It Is Difficult to Write

The specter's green eyes shimmered with a dull spark of awareness as a long, haunting cry erupted from its massive mouth, formed from the swirling mist of illusion. The sound was a blend of a wolf's howl piercing the night and the wail of an infant.

The surrounding ghosts let out squeals in response to the howl, moving with eerie steps as they converged on Nangong Fan