Maisel watched as the curse entered his body., though it was closer to adding fuel to the fire as the fire on his body got stronger in intensity as they burned the curse that tried to take over Maisel's body
Proving that it was not much different than what he experienced.
"Why did they do this?" Maisel wondered, confused and somewhat sad over the death of the child in front of him.
If he was a bit fast, if he melted the knife out of the child's hand, if he came here before his son's death.
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Placing the body of Soros on the ground. Maisel got up after feeling that the curse was completely burned up, before calling out to the soldiers. "Send the curse wielders, don't touch the bodies until they are here."
Maisel sounded melancholic. The memories of his past kept running in his mind, from his birth to his adulthood.
