[Master, it's not over yet. The corpse isn't dissipating,] Emi's calm but cautious reminder through the status screen broke through Ace's momentary relief as she observed the unmoving body of the Werefur curse slave. Despite the significant time that had passed, the creature's remains showed no signs of vanishing. However, the gaping hole in its chest remained unhealed, and it wasn't moving at all.
[Did I miss the fused curse core?] Ace asked, his gaze sharp and tense as he shifted his position, his hands steady as he aimed the rail rifle once more.
[I don't know, Master, but I'll finish it,] Emi replied without hesitation. Her figure moved swiftly, the glint of determination in her eyes. She pulled a handful of explosion talismans from her storage talisman and, with precise movements, stuffed them into the massive wound in the Werefur curse slave's chest.
