Confront the banshee.

"If she looks like she is about to scream, you must cover your ears and steel your will," Amara warns. "Otherwise you will lose consciousness in an instant. Banshees are terrifying spirits of elven women. There are many reasons why one may be here, but for now, we must find a way out."

The room becomes noticeably colder all of the sudden. Koblix swings the light around wildly in a **** attempt to catch the spirit in his sights before it can sneak up on the group. You can tell his hand is shaking. You and your party ready your weapons, and remain in the corner, though after seeing this spirit burst from the walls earlier, you don't think any direction is secure. The banshee can come from anywhere.

"Get... out..." comes her whispered voice from all around.

"That's what we're trying to do!" you yell back.

"Lies. You are here to exorcize me!"

You cringe. The volume of her voice is near painful. "That's not true. We only came to save our friends."

Everything goes silent again. You dart your eyes around--heart racing.

Suddenly, a ghostly, glowing mist wafts up from the center of the room. A figure slowly emerges up from the floor. It's a woman. She appears striking similar to the portrait you saw earlier, though there isn't a hint of colour. She's completely white, from her hair to her clothes. It's the same short hair, glasses, and flowing dress, though the bottom half of her body is nothing but a wispy tail. Considering what's been happening, you expected something more horrifying. You haven't gotten a chance to actually see her until now, and she's just as cute as in the painting.

Until she opens her mouth, that is. Her eyes widen with **** rage and she puffs out her chest.

"Quick!" Amara shouts.

You cover your ears, as does everyone around you. It's just in time. Your hands do little to stop the pain from the banshee's piercing scream. It shakes your body to its core, and you can feel your consciousness fade in and out as you nearly crumble to your knees. It continues for a lengthy moment. Your head hurts, your chest hurts, and you can barely take it any longer. Even after it ceases, you continue to hear a ringing that slowly fades.

Shit! That's one powerful scream. I almost passed out.

Amara squints up and mutters, "Please. Let us speak. I do not wish to--Hmm?"

The banshee is gone again.

"Look out!" Mipa is the one that shouts.

You turn to see Sen-nu staring straight at you menacingly--only one of her bodies. It's just like before with Niki. Her eyes glow, and she's clearly no longer herself, not that she was all that emotional before either. Now she's the banshee's puppet. The first thing she does it turn to Amara with her claws ready, and she pounces forward--fang teeth barred.

Before it can land, you throw yourself in the way. Her claws dig into your arm and the pain shoots through your body, but you swing to the side, and send her stumbling towards the center of the attic.

The other Sen-nu moves towards you. "My body... You must take down my other body. It's the only way," she explains.

"So you're still you, huh?" you ask.

She nods. "But the other is lost to me."

"I don't want to cut you down."

"You have little choice. If we just sit around, she'll kill us first."

"Chaaarge!" Mipa shouts. She bursts straight past everybody else with her axe in the air. She leaps with impressive height to carve her weapon down straight into the possessed anubian's skull. Though before she does, you raise up your weapon, and catch her in the air. The edge of her axe clings to your blade, and she dangles there in the air.

You lower the goblin to her feet. Then, you look straight at the Sen-nu beside you. "We will get your body back without destroying it," you say.

She looks back to you and for the first time you see a darkness appear in her cheeks. "You..."

There's little time to converse. The other Sen-nu lunges at you, but you strafe to the side and dodge her attack. Next, you take a readied position--both hands on your sword. You eye her up and down. Before, you knew Niki's weaknesses. Her true self was too much to contain after exploiting them. You have no idea what that is for Sen-nu, but there is something you can do that may work.

You look to the side and see the allied Sen-nu move up next to you.

"In the worst case scenario, I refuse to let it be my body that kills you," she says.

"I've dealt with scarier girls than this," you reply. "I'll finish this with one attack."

"Please leave me alone..." whispers the banshee.

"I will, but only if that's what you really want! Because from the looks of it, you seem the be the one not leaving us alone! So come at me if you dare."

Sen-nu's body growls and bolts towards you at full speed.

"Tickle her!" Eva shouts.

"Excuse me?" asks Stax.

Sorry, Eva. I don't think everyone from the Oraang Desert is into that. I have another idea.

You lower one hand slowly from your sword and open it wide. All you need to do is wait for an opening. And given this banshee doesn't seem to know much about how to actually use the body of the possessed properly, her movements are sloppy. She's no fighter. The moment Sen-nu nears, she swings her claw forward to swipe, but you easily dodge to the side and beneath the strike. You then move forwards, and slap your hand up against her bare stomach.

"Pleasure!" you shout the moment you can feel her skin.

The first thing you see is Sen-nu's eyes light up--both of them. The one possessed flushes as the magic courses through her body, stimulating all of her erogenous zones at once. The feeling of pure arousal floods her mind, and her body reacts immediately to the orgasm **** upon her. Her knees buckle, and she collapses to the floor as her mouth opens wide. Before a noise can escape, you see the spirit eject from her back like you pushed a button to eject the tape.

Your sword illuminates a vibrant pink.

Sen-nu's climax hits. She slams her paws to the floorboards and moans out loud. You've only seen her appear deadpanned so far, but now her face is full of emotion. She trembles, and then you feel the weight of her other body grab you from the side. She snuggles her head beneath your chin--soft hair and fluffy ears brushing up against your face. She squeezes you with incredible strength as she makes the same noises as her other form. It seems that they share feeling. Both of them cum to your spell.

The banshee looks flustered. "You... What did you do?!"

You try to ready yourself for more, but Sen-nu isn't letting go. "Hey, we're still fighting," you whisper.

Her tail wags wildly back and forth as she continues to hold you tight.

"I cannot believe this," the banshee continues. "Do you have any idea... how frustrating it is..."

"What is she mumbling about?" you ask.

"To not be able to touch yourself?!" she screams.

Your eyes widen. You try to reach up to cover your ears, but Sen-nu is there. Thankfully the pain lasts only a moment. It wasn't a full banshee's scream after all. It's unsettling that she can hold so much power in her voice alone.

She covers her face with her hands. "I cannot believe I just said that," she says under her breath.

Does she breath? The way she moves almost makes it look like she does, but of course she couldn't actually do that. It must be a reflex.

You see the other Sen-nu slowly stand up with shaky legs. Headlights poke up from behind the thin fabric of her top--body still excited from the sudden climax. She clearly doesn't wear a bra, but you could tell that by her skimpy top. She looks to you with a wagging tail and an embarrassed expression, and you almost forget that it's the same person also grappling your side right now.

"Listen to us!" you shout. "I swear we didn't come here to exorcize you. I'm sure Stax was here to steal or something, but now we're just trying to get out safely."

"Hey," Stax mumbles. "What a thing to assume. I only stole a couple rings and a tiny silver unicorn."

You continue. "We're from Castle Phoenix, the place that used to belong to the Demon King before we defeated him. Now we're just trying to live in peace. We can leave you alone now if you want, but it sounds like you're distressed. We already have goblins and harpies and anubians and plenty more kinds of people back home. Maybe we can figure out how to help you. Ghosts stick around because of sadness or regrets or whatever, right?"

"You defeated him..." the banshee speaks softly. "And you're not here to defeat me next?"

"Only if you promise not to possess me again," says Niki with a laugh.

Amara looks to the spirit and smiles. "We did not come here seeking anyone harm."

Well, Niki did say she wanted to punch the ghost.

The banshee looks around. "Even the cleric? I... I am so sorry!" She begins to bawl her eyes out. With hands over her face, ghostly tears pour down her cheeks, and she shakes her head left and right. "I feel so embarrassed that I could scream!"

"Please don't," you quickly reply.