Chapter 256 Puppet Arts

• Seeing that ghostly shadow burn to ash, Marvin Withers finally let out a breath, voice shaking as he asked Felix Cohen, “Mr. Cohen, wh-what was that? A ghost?”
• As a man inside the system, Marvin had never believed in spirits or gods. But after everything he’d seen lately, his view of the world had been torn apart and rebuilt. And today, he’d watched a talking shadow with his own eyes. His whole worldview flipped on its head.
• Harold Withers felt the same.