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She immediately activated her ability, slamming five or six huge ice spikes into the ground in front of him and sealing off every way out.

The old man panicked and tried to turn to the side–only for another five or six ice spikes to rise there as well.

After spinning in fear, he realized even the front was covered. From far away, it looked like a cage made entirely of ice spikes, locking him inside.

“W–what are you doing? I’m just a poor old man!”

Completely terrified, he dropped to his knees in front of Caroline and the others, banging his head hard against the ground as he begged.

But none of them reacted.

Caroline walked up to him coldly and asked, “Who sent you?”

The old man shook violently, his back trembling as he stayed on his knees.

Then he started begging again. “N–no one! I just smelled meat. I only wanted to eat some meat! Please, let me go!”

Caroline stared at him and bent down slightly, reaching out to lift his head.

She could read a lot from someone’s facial expression.

But right as she reached out, a strange tune suddenly reached her ears.

The melody sounded ancient and hauntingly pleasant, mixed with whistling–like undertones.

Caroline became alert instantly.

At the same time, Tyler and Cristian moved to her sides.

Raven stepped in front of Caroline, protecting her, while the three of them formed a triangle.

A triangular setup was the most stable. When dealing with possible danger in the wild, especially when they didn’t know where the danger was coming from, it was often the saf choice.

“Did you get vaccinated?” Caroline asked Cristian quickly.

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Hearing that, Caroline quietly exhaled in relief. Good. The vaccine Nelson had created worked extremely well against the Sea Folk’s singing.

As the song continued, the old man, who had been bowing, suddenly stood up.

His eyes were hollow, as if his mind and soul were already gone. Without any hesitation, he started walking toward the source of the song.

Tyler reacted at once. Thin metallic threads shot from his hand, wrapping tightly around the old man.

But the old man acted as if he couldn’t feel pain. Even as the wires cut into him, he kept forcing himself forward.

The threads tore through his clothes, then sliced into his skin.

Blood streamed down along the threads, dripping onto the ground one drop at a time.

“Sea Folk can control corpses,” Caroline warned.

Tyler had realized it at the same moment.

The metal threads suddenly reshaped into solid iron rings, locking the old man firmly in place.

But he was already unconscious. All he knew was to keep moving forward.

As the song sped up and grew more urgent, the strength of his struggle increased as if it was pushing him on.

Crack. Crack.

The sound of bones snapping echoed in the air.

He felt nothing. Even with shattered bones, he kept lunging forward.

Tyler frowned deeply. The metal shifted again, wrapping around most of the old man’s body.

Even with only his head free, the old man still stretched his neck toward the music. The tir movements of his fingers and nails could manage to scrape violently against the metal.

His legs twisted and jerked as well, as if trying to rip himself free.

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Another sharp crack sounded as his neck twisted to an angle no human should ever reach. His eyes bulged, madness frozen on his face.

Tyler’s frown deepened as he released his ability. At this point, restraining the old man was meaningless. Even if he stayed trapped, he would soon crush his organs to force himself forward. Death was inevitable. With injuries this severe, even someone with normal pain tolerance should have long since passed out. Yet the old man never stopped.

That meant the song’s pull was beyond anything normal. Even unconscious, a person could still be controlled by it.

Once released, the old man staggered ahead.

His body began to deform, every muscle twisted unnaturally.

Both shoulder bones were shattered. His right arm dangled uselessly, and his body leaned to one side.

No one knew how many ribs were broken. His chest had caved in, forcing his back into a hunch.

Even his legs were fractured. He dragged himself forward, limping badly. Or rather, Caroline and the others couldn’t understand how he was still walking at all.