She felt as if those hands were pulling her towards the ground, a voice echoing incessantly in her mind—"Come keep me company? Come keep me company! Come keep me company!!! I'm so lonely!"
"!!!"
She was petrified.
At this moment, she was maintaining control over such a powerful witchcraft, known to her companions as the mightiest 'forbidden curse,' yet now she had no idea where to direct this giant arrow.
Right!
Shoot it at that BOSS!
These hands must be part of that BOSS's witchcraft!
Just as she was about to release it, she looked towards the 'Bamboo Well Prison' and took another cold breath.
Those bamboos!
Hands were growing out of those bamboos, grasping at a gap in the middle.
The sensation was as if someone was reaching inside and forcefully manipulating one's own ribcage, trying to pry open one's chest completely.
She even had a strange perception as if the witchcraft was emitting such an intense rhythm—I want to release my own soul from my body!
Crack!
