"You—" Dorothy's eyes widened when the dagger cut her skin. She was not near enough for a clean hit, yet the small cut was enough to draw blood.
Seeing this, Rosalind smiled.
The dark curse on the dagger was very potent.
"Hold her!" Victoria screeched. Earlier when Rosalind swung the dagger, the other two people who held her were also wounded by the weapon.
It did not take too long for them to start screaming in pain. The dagger was cursed.
Rosalind smiled when Victoria realized this.
"Kill me…" Rosalind said. They could kill her now and she would die smiling knowing that the pain Dorothy would go through because of the dark curse was going to make her suffer until she died. Not even the Blessing of the light could heal her.
"Mother that— "
"The dagger is curse. Take it away from her!"
However, the other mercenaries were already showing some signs of hesitation. They knew that no one could heal a dark curse. Having it was worse than dying right then and there.
