What surprised the young white man was not the act of stealing a curse.
Rather, it was the fact that the Ghost Captain, who seemed to use this skin most often, possessed such a powerful curse?
"Boom!"
In a moment of distraction, a huge fireball came crashing towards the young white man. He quickly dodged to the side, narrowly evading it.
When he regained his focus, he noticed that the opponent had already killed Little Five and was now charging at him.
"That was too fast..."
Sweat was trickling down the young white man's forehead. He had no intention of directly confronting the opponent, and he turned around to run away.
At this moment, however, he noticed a giant red wolf resurrecting not far away. It sprang at the Ghost Captain and blocked his progress.
"Second Brother, I've pinned him down. Quick, strike now!"
As the boy shouted this, several more wounds appeared on his body.
