"Taboo? But there have been prayers and ceremonies before, and nothing terrible has happened..."
Lilliatte looked at the blood witch's dry bones, silently holding the dummy that was meant for death.
"Some kind of curse?"
The witch of the moon with smokey makeup picked up a piece of the blood witch's skeleton, and her pupils seemed to flash with countless rich colors.
"Ah!"
The next moment, her eyes exploded one after another, as if she had seen something unimaginably terrifying.
"There... there's Si Sui's power left here!"
The Witch of the Moon's eyes turned into bloodstained black holes, and she barely stood up with the help of another witch.
She touched her forehead lightly, and a vertical eye emerged from a crack on her forehead, spinning chaotically.
As for her original injury, it seemed no longer possible for it to heal.
