Whittle

As all the ghosts enter the quern, they begin to shake wildly, putting immense pressure on my core. It had taken it at its limit, and its all because of the aid of silver leaf. If not for it, I would not be able to take so many ghosts without destroying my core.

Still, my core is not out of danger yet, it could only remain powered for forty seconds at most, and after that, it will turn off, forcing my core to bear the spatial pressure that all hundred ghosts could release, and my core is incapable of doing that.

My core still has the chance; it just has to refine ghosts enough that their spatial pressure would be within what it could bear, and it only has forty seconds for that.