# 7 Days
She had to work fast; after the stress of the demonic attack, the confusion of dying and the presence of so many youkai, there was little chance the spirit would last beyond the day. Flexing her fingers, Kaylee wove a delicate net of her youki, carefully tracking the distressed spirit through the ruins of the stands. Eyes narrowed, she wove signs of protection and sealing. She didn't have long before a Reikai agent showed up, and there had to be somewhere safe she could stash the injured soul…
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