Luxy frowned as he covered his nose; as a witch, this wasn't his first time seeing a walking corpse, so he wasn't scared. Instead, he felt oddly unsettled that he couldn't sense anything from this Three-Eyed Crow.
Usually, when witches created undead creatures, they would have a black fog surrounding their bodies, representing crystal energy that had been used to cast a curse. Yet, this dead crow was not only not covered in black fog but showed no sign of being caused by witchcraft.
"A seed?"
Suddenly, dead to the Three-Eyed Crow's body not being suitable for walking on the ground, it tripped over its rotting legs and fell to the floor, allowing him to see that there was a thick pulsing seed that had taken root inside the Three-Eyed Crow's head. Seeing this strange sight, the feeling of uneasiness in Luxy's heart as a terrifying thought came to his mind.
