Ghosts were annoying, she had found that out quickly.

She swore, she had just been going about her day, minding her own business when a bunch of ghost assholes came out of nowhere and started to irritate her. They flew around her, the hybrid having to duck out of the way of their advances, eventually ending up cornered with her fur fluffed up and her pin-sharp teeth bared. Of course that didn't deter them in the slightest, only making them laugh louder as they surrounded her.

Aineias was pretty prideful, and she was somewhat hesitant to call out for help despite her need for it. She wanted to make a good impression, to make sure they knew she was strong and could handle herself. Even though she felt anything but strong nowadays. Still, that was another story.

So she stood there, at her wit's end but still holding off, eyes darting around for a way out. Once she got the chance, she'd shove salt in all these bastards' faces.

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