"You're kidding...!" Rialynn drew in her breath in a slow gasp. Her shoulders jerked as an involuntary shiver danced over her spine. Demons possessing a person's body against their will was truly terrifying...moreso after Narasimha's brief reign of terror concluded. Needless to say, she wasn't going to be telling anymore tales of that nature during her performances for a very long time.

"Is there a way to prevent it? A certain herb, or a...a charm, a circle of salt... I mean, if it always ends so poorly, why would anyone even want to try?"

It made no sense to her, but then again, she wasn't nearly as accustomed to fighting supernatural entities as most people drawn to this world seemed to be.