The ghost was unpleased. She expected him to be more frightened, maybe make him scream and run away. But this man seems to have some sort of iron will to not freak out. She pondered for a second when Awyn started to begin to walk away. She panicked for a moment, knowing that she could not physically hold the small man in place. Her mind raced as a small idea popped into her head as she started to chant complete nonsense, as if she was chanting a spell. She then floated behind Awyn and grabbed him by the head, making sure to keep up with him to keep up the illusion that she could actually grab him.
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