The air in the new Mysore salon grew heavy as General Vikram sat on the golden styling chair. As soon as Sufiyan touched the General's hair, a screeching sound filled the room.
[System Analysis: Desert Spirit Parasite detected!]
[Hazard Level: High. Effect: Consumes the host's life force through hair follicles.]
Small, needle-like shadows were wriggling inside the General's thick silver hair. This wasn't just a bad haircut; it was a death sentence. The General looked at Sufiyan through the mirror, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and command. "Can you see them, boy? The doctors in the palace called it a disease, but I know it's a curse."
"It's a parasite, General," Sufiyan said, his voice steady despite the dark energy vibrating through his Silver Comb. "And it doesn't belong in your head."
[New Skill Unlocked: Divine Extraction!]
[Cost: 200 System Points. Success Rate: 75%.]
Sufiyan didn't hesitate. He poured the 'Liquid Light' serum onto his comb and began to brush. Each stroke sent a wave of golden energy into the General's scalp. The black needles hissed and tried to bite Sufiyan's fingers, but the 'Divine Shield' protected him.
[Extraction Progress: 10%... 40%... 70%...]
Suddenly, a large, black scorpion-like spirit made of smoke jumped out of the General's hair. It lunged at Sufiyan's face.
"Not today!" Sufiyan yelled, snapping his fingers. A burst of golden light exploded from his palm, vaporizing the spirit instantly.
[Ding! Spirit Extracted Successfully!]
[Reward: General's Trust (Level 1), 500 Prestige Points, and a Rare 'Warrior's Cape'.]
The General took a deep breath, his face finally relaxing. His silver hair was now glowing with a healthy, metallic shine. He stood up and looked at Sufiyan. "You've done what the Royal Doctors couldn't. Mysore is lucky to have you, Sufiyan."