"Group One — Daniel, David, Noah."
The three stepped forward.
"Group Two — Mary, Zoya, Lily."
They nodded.
"Group Three — Felix and Lucy."
Lucy raised her hand.
"Sir… why are we only two?"
Stone replied calmly,
"Because your mission is easier compared to the others."
He paused.
"But easier… does not mean easy."
"You both are strong enough."
Lucy nodded.
"Yes, sir."
As they prepared to leave, David turned back.
"Sir… how will we find our destination?"
Stone raised his hand.
A beautiful glowing light appeared.
Soft. Bright. Magical.
"This will guide you."
They all watched in silence.
"From today," Stone continued,
"you are official Ghost Killers."
Everyone froze.
"Your rank is Night Guard."
"The lowest rank… but your journey begins now."
He looked at them one last time.
"Go."
Following the light, Daniel, David, and Noah reached a village.
The atmosphere felt uneasy.
They approached the village head.
"What is the problem here?" Daniel asked.
The man sighed.
"Children… are disappearing."
"Without a trace."
David frowned.
"Who was the latest?"
"A woman named
They went to her.
She looked broken.
"I was coming back from the market," she said.
"My child was walking ahead…"
Her voice trembled.
"I looked away for a moment…"
"And he was gone."
Silence.
Daniel spoke softly,
"We will find your child."
For two days—
They searched.
Nothing.
Then on the third day—
In the market—
They saw it.
A child walking.
And suddenly—
Gone.
Right in front of them.
"…What?" David froze.
Noah stepped forward.
"Did you feel that?"
Daniel nodded.
"…Yes."
David added,
"Something… invisible."
Noah said seriously,
"If you feel a presence but see nothing—
it means a ghost is there."
They understood.
This wasn't normal.
The next day—
They returned to the market.
Suddenly—
Daniel stopped.
"…It's changing," he whispered.
Thorn softened.
Its sharp edges turned into a rope-like form.
Alive.
Before anyone could react—
It shot forward on its own.
"What?!" David shouted.
The rope moved through the air—
Then wrapped around something invisible.
A shape appeared—
A ghost holding a child.
"THERE!" Noah shouted.
Daniel pulled hard.
The ghost was dragged out.
The child fell free—
Safe.
The ghost vanished.
Silence.
Noah stared.
"How did you do that?"
Daniel whispered,
"…I didn't."
They followed the presence.
It led to an old house.
Dark.
Heavy.
Filled with negative energy.
"Split up," David said.
They nodded.
A loud crash echoed.
It was Noah.
He was fighting a ghost.
Another ghost attacked from behind—
But David reacted instantly.
"Four Fangs!"
The blades struck—
Destroying it.
At the same time—
Daniel used Thorn.
It wrapped around the other ghost's neck—
And crushed it.
Both vanished.
As they moved deeper—
A ghost attacked Daniel.
He blocked—
But got scratched.
Still—
He fought back.
And destroyed it.
"I'm fine," he said.
They reached the backyard.
A ghost stood guard.
Before Daniel moved—
Noah stepped forward.
"Let me."
The sky darkened.
Wind rose.
Lightning flickered.
Noah raised his sword.
Energy gathered.
The ghost charged—
Noah struck.
Flash.
The blade cut through the ghost.
It collapsed instantly.
David smirked.
"Nice."
Daniel opened the gate.
Inside—
Children.
Trapped in a glowing barrier.
"David!" he called.
David stepped forward.
"Got it."
His four blades struck the barrier.
Crack.
It broke.
The children ran free.
"You're safe now," Daniel said.
They treated Daniel's wound and returned the children.
The village filled with joy.
Tears.
Gratitude.
Their first mission—
Was completed
Far away—
Mary, Zoya, and Lily stood before something far more dangerous.
Their mission—
Was just beginning.⁶